I found your wallet
and your drivers license had your address so here's your credit cards and other
important stuff. I kept the cash because I needed weed, the metro card because
well the fare's $2.75 now, and the wallet cause it's kinda cool. Enjoy the rest
of your day.
Toodles,
Anonymous
Interactions between people can often be unexpected. Bizarre
really. This correspondence between an average Joe and someone who seems to be
a homeless man is no exception. It happens. Wallets are stolen all the time. Unusual, though, is the fact that someone found a wallet, kept the contents (and the
wallet itself) yet returned the owner’s driver’s license and credit cards –
that is just not something that happens every day. Isn’t it somewhat charming? He
was genuine and earnest with his reasoning for everything. In the strangest
way, it kind of restored my faith in humanity. A man with nothing to his name could
still find the decency within him to return the (partial) belongings of a man
he doesn’t even know? Now, that’s pretty cool. Questionable as to why, but after
reading this letter, the first object I thought of was a key. After thinking more
deeply about it, a key is a symbol of trust. Keys open and close the barriers
between houses, cars, jewelry boxes, and success. Some may start with a certain silver sparkle only to fade while others maintain their polish and shine. You wouldn’t
just give the key of your car to anyone – it would only go to someone you
trust. Although they didn’t know each other, the average Joe and this anonymous
homeless man exchanged a possession. They now share a trust and more figuratively, a key.
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