I found the letter behind the the bed on the first day I moved into my apartment. After reading it, I taped it up next to the Christmas ball that was hanging next to the fridge. Here are the contents of the letter:
HEY BABE,
THIS IS SIMPLY BECAUSE I KNOW YOU CAN'T COME HOME FOR CHRISTMAS. IT'S NOT ALWAYS EASY BEING AWAY, SO I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE TO HAVE SOMETHING TO OPEN COME CHRISTMAS DAY [AND DON'T FREAK OUT - I ASSURE YOU IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL!!!]...
Thus begins an interesting look into the personal lives of two people I shall probably never know.
JUST A FEW QUICK HINTS/EXPLANATIONS:
The Christmas ball -> Okay, so the ball is a little fruity looking. Don't worry! I get that! But my family has this silly little tradition where we get a new ornament every year (as a result our tree is riddled with tacky decorations!). Anyway, I figured since you prolly won't have a tree of your own, you could at least have a decoration. I tried to find you a spiderman one = but No dice...you're stuck with the red ball.
Little does the writer know that not only was the recipient of the letter stuck with the ball, but so were the following 2 or 3 people who've lived here, myself included.
Gift #1 -> I know it's gonna be rough that I can't "reach out and touch ya" like I want [wink]...Not easy for me either! but I sort of found a temporary way to be 'close to you' until you get to experience the real thing again! Furthermore, I'm certain it will serve you with practical purposes and act as a constant reminder of where you came from!
Gift #2 -> The winds from the pacific rim are sweet and refreshing now...Just don't let the winds run rank by spring time...haha! [that was nerdy!]
To be sure, of the two gifts, I'm most scared of what Gift #1 was. Obviously it had some sexual connotation to it, but she assures the reader that "it will serve you with practical purposes and act as a constant reminder of where you came from!" Man, that line scares me more than any other. Judging from the postmark on the envelope, we already know that these people are from Canada, so one can only guess what kind of objects denote sexuality in Canada: the wooden spoon I eat my eggs with? the unused dental floss or half-used bottle of shaving cream I found in the bathroom? the two small bottles of Canadian maple syrup in the cabinet?
Gift #2 just kind of weirds me out, but there are only so many things it could have been, right?
The letter ends in the following way:
ANYWAY, I'M SAD I CAN'T SHARE THE SEASON WITH YOU (WHO WILL GO TABOOZIN' WITH ME?! OR GIVE ME A KISS UNDER THE MISTLTOE LIKE A ROMANTIC CLICHE?!)...BUT I'M THINKING OF YOU ALL THE TIME, AND I WILL CERTAINLY THINK OF YOU THIS CHRISTMAS...IT SOUNDS SAPPY, BUT MEETING YOU WAS THE BEST GIFT I COUDL EVER GET THIS CHRISTMAS...YOU'RE A PRETTY COOL GUY
THINKING OF YOU ALWAYS - CAN'T WAIT TO HOLD YA AGAIN, BABY...SOON ENOUGH :)
LOVE,
COUTRNEY.
XO.
Ah, a quick glimpse into the lives of two young lovers. I wonder if they ever stayed together, or if 'Babe' being in Korea was just too much strain. When he received the letter, he would have had about 8 months left on his contract here. My guess is that he'd already forgotten about her, but felt that he should hang the ball up either way, and let the letter fall behind the bed, forgotten and alone, much like how he probably ended up treating Courtney. Call me a pessimist, but long distance relationships never work.
Either way, I keep the ornament and letter hanging up there, a sort of salute to what once was and what still may be. Also, it's kind of just fun to look into people's personal affairs once in a while.
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