A few weeks ago, I decided to ignore the nagging voice in my head insisting that
I do homework and spend some time relaxing in the sun. To distract myself from
the fact that I would be doing this alone, I pulled out an old notebook, grabbed
a pencil and drew something. In particular, I decided to draw The Octagon — not
that you would know that by looking at the result.
See, my drawing skills are elementary at best. By that, I mean that if my
drawings were mixed up with an elementary schooler’s,