Fringe festing it today. The sun has come out to play finally and people are singing and dancing in the streets. I’ve taken a few minutes out to doodle. I’ll call this one coffee stains and legs because if you look close you’ll see that the brown isn’t watercolor or anything, it’s leftover coffee from whoever sat here before me. I got their junk on my hand and and accidentally on my notebook, waste not, want not, or so I’m told.