Read. Write. Draw.
That’s what I should do.
When I was a kid, whenever I was bored, I asked my father “Da-ad…. What should I do?”
And the man always answered the same thing: “Read. Write. Draw.”
(He knew perfectly well I wanted him to entertain me by playing monopoly with me, or going out for some football in the backyard. But he had been working all day. Could I please just let him sit and watch television for a while…?)
So what happened? I started to read. And write. And draw.
And now I’m still doing those thing! A grown man… What an outrage!
All your fault, dad…
