I was out walking the dog, who started to do the three-legged hop she does when the salt on the icy sidewalk hurts her paws, when I found a love letter on the street.
"Before Bedtime 10:48 p.m." it begins.
The writer is from Nigeria, I think. A quick google search or two of phrases I don't recognize calls up Nigerian newspapers, radio stations, musicians. The sender is writing in English, though it's clearly not her first language. "You my angel," she writes. "You had been a menthol to my life."
I'm not sure how to find the man who dropped this, but it's too beautiful to leave on the gritty asphalt.