A project at work got finished yesterday.
There was a deadline that I had kept in mind for weeks, and the hour after lunch today found me facing the shelves in my office with a concentration freed from deadlines.
I am not the kind of artist who can sketch at such random moments but suddenly I was leafing through pages and pages of just such sketching.
Since a journal makes room for more than lines and letters, why not play, invent, create a moment?
Why not write about it as well?