I liked drawing so I went to a store in Melbourne that had art supplies and bought a set of drafting pens which had pens of different widths. Taking a couple sheets of bond paper I started writing with the different pens numbered 1, 2 and 3. I’m sure I was quite stoned. In my letter to Mom a couple of days after my doodles I tell Mom, “Things have been just fine with me.” But on the first page I say otherwise. On the second page I write about writing my feeling about writting to people.


Updated: 04-08-2023