Doodles — It’s All Relative
He can’t stand that I doodle on lined notebook paper, or on old hotel stationery (in the corner, right on top of the logo, no less), or on bits and pieces of paper and napkins with torn edges and stains. He can’t stand that I doodle merely to keep my fidgety hands occupied, or to keep my usually short attention span focused on something for a change — sketches with no direction and meant to be thrown away. He can’t…