As if I wasn't excited before

Galavanting on campus in an imaginary cape and crown again


A purpose served after a purpose
As I walk just for a walk
The idea of drawing buildings intrigued me once more
My eyes look for material for I do not want to draw on line paper
There! A pile of cardboard boxes waiting to be recycled
Come here you, I'll rip off an appendage
Ready.
Now what view would you like to gaze at for awhile?
Here? No.
Over there? No.
Ooh a guy on a bench accompanied by a bike, shall I converse? No, let's draw.
Old Main: the first building here. Yes.
Angle from the front? No, too typical.
From the side? Oh my. Yes.
Hello curb. And walker by-ers and passing bicyclists. Buh bye.
The lines and edges of the scene are mighty beautiful.
So is the depth and space
I can feel nonchalant observers against my back
Beads of sweat make their debut, but we welcome you.
It's fine.
All I care about are lines and edges.
'Yay another addition to my inspiration wall' I thought
'Wait, well why don't you share this with someone' my pen tells me
Date it, time it, write a question on it and set it on the curb where I sat.
Let's go read my novel now.
Then let's balance it on my head on the way back to the car.
Silly Genius. Okay let's.