To Whom it May Concern,
My name is Alex Mitchell. I have important things to tell you, but I am not one for letter writing, so I am going to try to make this as short and simple as possible. Yesterday, I saw your license plate cover on what might have been the most important day of my life. Yesterday morning I woke up with new ideas. There was a flux of new knowledge pouring into me and swimming around. It was something that is foreign to me. It was a new world, far from the apathy of myself, that appeared in front of me.
Then there was a fall. I actually had to put forth effort to focus on the road while pushing back oncoming tears. This still was new to me. Any emotion pretty much is.
Yesterday, November 2nd, 1994, I slammed into the rear end of a vehicle. As cold-hearted as it may seem, this victim’s misfortune isn’t the issue here. Though he or she was being hauled off in a stretcher, the only object that I could pay my attention to was his or her license plate cover, for your association.
“Need a new world? Don’t we all - XXX-XXX-XXXX”
Reading this felt like a miracle. I felt as if whatever this is relies on a complete understanding of life and time. I feel like you understand my need. Who are you?
Sincerely,