064. Barry pretends to listen

"And what do you see in this picture, Barry?".

Mr Cummerbund holds up the fourth piece of paper with an inky blob and for the fourth time I swallow the urge, by now an urge the size of a mountain, an Everest Urge threatening to topple over me unless I tell him it's another stupid inky blob, and tell him I see a rabbit on a field and Mr Cummerbund nods like that means something and makes another note in his papers.

Mr Cummerbund tells me that we're making great progress and I nod and keep a solemn face and call him Sir. When it's over I go out into the bright sun like a rodent that lives in the earth, blinking and rubbing my eyes. It's a beautiful day and, no longer dulled by the words of grown-ups, my head is itching for activity. I can't wait to fuck some shit up.