Thank you, whoever you are...

So today a small envelope came in the mail. There was no return address, a Pooh sticker on the back, and a Manchvegas dateline. Inside was an old driver's license of mine, one I got in May of 1995, just after I graduated college and a couple months prior to The Fall.

It's interesting to see your twentysomething self looking up at you as you are soon to transfer from early 30's to mid 30's. For me, it's a good reminder of how far I've come.

And a good reminder to still believe in the kindness of strangers. So thank you, mystery ManchVegasan! And may your karmic rewards for your good deed be great.