Smile.... Yes!

She was sitting on the bed, looking arround, trying to avoid the view of her desk...

She knew that soon or later she would have to tide it up.... but everytime she thought of that she knew it would take ages and she had better things to do...

On the floor, a notebook was lying open. Half of the page was written with a tiny and compact letter. It was the last one of five written with the same caligraphy. She had just finished and she would not read it again... she could remember, with no effort, every single word that was in it.
She was not even scared of sending it... it was just a clean and polite letter. The only little big problem was that the address was missing.

She could always send it without address... thinking that better, maybe it was not a really good idea... and obviously she would never handle it!
So, it was destinated to be folded in its envelope, with the stamp and the name of the recipient on it... and actually she did so, she folded it, put it into the envelope, glued the stamp and wrote his name.

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The day after, she saw it standing with her books... she did not remember to had put it on there but the fact was that the letter was the first thing she saw when she got up.
She recalled all the night before and with and automathic gesture, she grabbed it and put it into her bag...

On her way to work, she passed in front of the mailbox and remember the letter. She looked for it in her huge bag and when she found it she took it with both hands, looked at the stamp and the name of the recipient and... that was an stupidity, so she put it back again to the bag and followed her way to work.

She just turned her view back to the mailbox once but when she did so, she saw her blue/purple hands and a smile crossed her face.

And she started running, she had just realized that it was really late...

She was standing again in front of the mailbox, handing the letter with both hands, she looked the stamp and the name of the recipient and she left it fall into the red mailbox



Two days later, a guy opened his mailbox and in it, he found a brown envelope with a glued stamp and his own name.