Yesterday I was cleaning out my car when I found this
vintage postcard from the 1988 Olympics
Naturally, I flipped the card over to see who it was from and who it was for.
To my surprise, this is what it said:
Puzzled, I studied the post card trying to remember any details about it.
It's certainly in my handwriting, and it was addressed to my home.
I wondered for a while if time travel existed.