Didn't have a concrete project for the day, other than it was more than time to grab my pencils again. Not much time left of the afternoon so I had to stay nerby my home. The wheather was nice and I really felt like sketching outdoors. I only told myself to try to get anything on the beautiful "creamy" paper in one of my new sketchbooks. The result?... a piece of wall on which the cables of the electric system looked prehistorical and interesting to me and my can of Coke (which is my only drug I think besides drawing. Or no, talked too fast, there are many other things I can't live without, no doubt about it).