To help pass time, I brought a tiny notebook that I use as a sketchpad, and a few pencils to the hospital. And this morning a resident stopped by, and chatted a bit, before noticing it. He asked if I sketched, and I brushed him off, saying, yes, but nothing worthwhile, and he just laughed and said I shouldn't doubt myself, that everyone's an artist at heart.
What a vote of confidence at 6:30 am.
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