Funny thing happened today. I got a letter in the mailbox which was stamped from here in Belgium. I first assumed it was some charity’s Christmas card, but I was shocked to find instead a photo I recall giving to a friend from Venezuela about four summers ago. No note whatsoever, and obviously no return address ; the content of the photo itself is irrelevant, as it shows a group photo with people I barely know myself. I’m not really sure what to make of it, and part of me wants to leave it at that and not ask anyone about it directly. I mean, it’s not like I get anonymous letters in the mail every day. I find the whole deal kind of strange yet somewhat exciting. As long as it stays that way and doesn’t get creepy, it’s something to talk about for sure.