It’s the most frequent scribble in my notebooks, that little analogue that is Ben-but-not-Ben. Always walking, always thinking. Often head down. Frequently with a satchel or bag. A wanderer. A traveler.
Of course it’s nothing new to say that the legs the the brain are connected, that walking and thinking go hand-in-hand. But for me scribbling completes the trifecta, the Creative Trinity.
Move the legs, move the brain, move the pen.
And repeat.
The legs wander, the brain is messy, the lines are crooked. But if you ask me that’s where the real beauty lies.
So keep wandering.
Keep thinking.
And, if it’s your thing, keep scribbling.
