A few nights ago, while I waited for my meal at some achingly hip Tribeca eatery, I asked one of the models for a sketch pad and some charcoal so that I could try to express my boredom more artistically. I was in a "state of flow" as we call it now.
To my surprise she brought me a crayon and said I could draw on the the tablecloth.
Anyhow I quite like the outcome. I'm considering showing it to my shrink.
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