I doodle a lot. All my notes from elementary school to college if you look at the bottom left hand corner, with my 0.5 lead mechanical pencil, there lived my little world. I have moved multiple times now that I am a wanna be adult but I can’t seem to throw away my Five Star college ruled notebooks. Maybe, just maybe one day I will archive my doodling habits.
“So, how about now?”
Now is no different. My cut lists for my stretcher bars and frames has my tiny little doodles usually of cats and dad jokes. My coworker’s desk has my inside joke post-it-note drawings. Watch out, I always carry pen and paper. Always.