Packing to move very soon. Tucked away in a cupboard I had saved an old jacket, for nostalgic purposes. I took it out, folded it to put it away, when I felt that there was some kind of paper in the pocket.
Put my hand in the pocket but couldn’t find anything. I could feel the paper, through the lining, though. The inside pocket on the jacket had a hole at the bottom, and within there, with all the stuffing, I found two things:
A bus time table from 1993, and a love letter from 1994 from my girlfriend I had back then, exactly 20 years ago. It was an interesting feeling, glimpsing into a window of history, 20 years back.