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Life is like an open book--and vice versa

Date published: 1/11/2007

By CESAR ZURITA

YOUTH CORRESPONDENT

I was sitting in the upper level of Hyperion Espresso coffee shop with my sketchbook one night, trying to draw. While gazing outside for inspiration, I noticed a small, dark object at the left side of the window. It was a book.

There was some writing in the top left corner of the book, made by a thick, silver Sharpie. The letters were heavy and round, reading, "Find this book." I looked around, thinking it belonged to someone who simply forgot it and would come back. But, after leaving it alone for a few seconds, curiosity took over, and I grabbed it.

It was a fairly small book, maybe about the size of a hand, not thick at all and very much empty except for the words on the first page. Inside were instructions on what to do with the book. It thanked the finder who, at the time, was me, and said to write one or two pages about anything--or, if the finder couldn't think of anything to write about, to draw something.

When finished, the finder was asked to leave the book somewhere else for someone new to find it. An address was written on the back cover with the request it be mailed to the originator when all the pages had been filled. (This I found at the very last moment, as I parted with the book.)

While I sat with the book at Hyperion, I honestly didn't know what to do with it. I was shocked. What was the book's purpose?

The thought of having a little book with these instructions and leaving it for someone else to find was something so wonderful in itself because of all the ideas it sparked in me. It made me wonder why anyone would do this and trust to get the book back. Why would anyone take the time to sit down one day and leave an empty book to be written in?

Maybe its purpose was to be shared by all of those who found it: to give the finder the freedom to do whatever with it, write what he or she is scared of and not worry about being judged, to leave frustrations behind or simply to make someone happy and smile.


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Date published: 1/11/2007


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