I just brought the things for packing to strangers while I had to sit at an exhibition for four hours.
It was very nice to see the exhibition, but people had forgotten my piece. I felt sad about it, so to make myself feel better, I started to hang up some small tea packages for Dear stranger. Sharing is a happy thing to do as always.
I'm not sure if I like that people know who is behind this little package.
I like to imagine myself as a secret girl with a mask covering the eyes, who knows some magic tricks and can fly.