"I'm sitting in a coffee shop and I'm planning to get creative. Full of energy, I want to dig into the white, velvety pages of my pretty drawing book and get wild and passionate in my sketches. Oh what a glorious day, even the birds are dancing foxtrot on the trees....

So good on you....

.... Oh man, I've eaten a lot again today, my belly is pressing against my belt....

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....Puh, the corners of the coffee house are covered with cobwebs and dust, Oh man, my drawings are shabby too, my line is so scribbly and uncertain....

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....Mmmmh, I can't think of anything, man my fingernails look really brittle, stupid if someone sees that?....

....So come on now, I want to start,....

....I can't think of anything....

....Oh God, can't I get this right either?....

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....I never get anything done anyway, and besides, I could always do the dishes at home first and the tax return........What a stupid idea to draw, there are more important things in life and I shouldn't make such a fuss and finally grow up and become sensible....

-Rums off with the foxtrot on the trees and in the drawing book.