It's pouring outside, but I wonder how is it on the other side of the world.

I picked up a book at the Brisbane Airport: Land-Slide by Desmond Bagley. Apparently, it has travelled a bit. You see, it's a special book. A person before me left it there on purpose, for anyone to pick it up. And after i read it, I'll leave it somewhere, and someone else picks it up. And the process goes on.

It's called bookcrossing.

posted by PURE @ 3:45 pm.