On my most recent flight, I discovered my OCD love of drawing spirals. I opened my journal, and drew out one…then ten.. then I just kept drawing them into one of the only things I know how to draw from memory. A mushroom cloud.
Retrospectively, it may have been the wrong choice of things to draw on an airplane in mid-flight, but I’m much prouder of that little doodle than I would have been of my other choice. Which would have probably been something pretty neat, like a cat or a ying yang symbol.