I took it because I really wanted to possess it. I wanted to have it in my pocket, to show it to people, to have my curiosity provoked by it. What was in my mind when I found it? I do remember thinking about the possible story hiding in it. Not this one, not anything concrete. just a nice riddle, a small happening for a day. just something, (partly to fight boredom, but partly because though we were only at the beginning of the lockdown, the value of impulses, outside of our bubbles had already started to increase) I don't even know how I noticed it, it was dark, and I was deep in my thoughts. I walked by it at first. I do remember thinking about whether I should turn back or not. The other reason, I turned back is because I received a fine education from my parents, to be a nice person who when finds a wallet tries to help to give it back and not walk by it without intervening. Here comes another sentence to write in bold: I do walk by problems without caring, all the time. 

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(screenshot of a WhatsApp conversation with my classmates from yesterday)

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So why did I care this time? I am very good at not getting involved in anyone’s problems. Although probably I would/could be actually good at it, caring, if I'd take the time for it. (I am very good at buying Christmas gifts.) 

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(screenshot from an email from S)

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