An SLR camera doesn’t weigh a lot, until you’ve been carrying it around in a shoulder bag for several days in a row, all day long while walking for miles and miles, hoping not to miss any great photo opportunities.

This evening, C and I went out for dinner and both left our cameras at the apartment thinking that no possible photos were waiting to be snapped this evening. In my case, I simply felt too lazy to carry my camera for another minute.

Wrong, of course. The washroom of the restaurant where we ate dinner tonight had its own version of collaborative artwork. A small, round mirror was covered with sticky notes of different colours and shapes, each bearing a short message written by restaurant guests. A small table held blank stickies and a pen, so that anyone who felt inspired could add to it.

True, the messages were mostly pithy and not exactly profound. But there was something about it, the simplicity and spontaneity of posting a temporary message in a very clean public washroom, that I found charming and delightful. And not photographable, because I was too lazy to bring my camera with me.