The door rang.
Panic.
Who? Why? How?
After swiping away the spider webs, I opened the door.
There stood a young man in a blue uniform.
"Mailman! Delivery. Would you sign here?"
Human contact!
"Hi! My name is..."
"Would you just sign here please?"
"My favourite band is..."
"Sir? Sir? Please put your autograph on this paper."
"But I...
"I haven't got much time, sir, I'm sorry, but I still have a lot of packages to deliver."
I wrote my name on the piece of paper. This seemed to please him.
When he left, there was a package lying on the floor in front of me.
The scribling on the box said "For Jorn".
Inside was a picture of Mister and me.
Looking closer I finally got it. It said 'Forlorn".