
When the sketch was done I had just enough time to walk over to the lawyers office. I had to wait in the lobby and the place seemed dead. After maybe an hour I was called in and told that my X simply had not shown up. She worked in a building maybe a block away, so it is hard to imagine that the walk was difficult. The day was not a complete waste since I got a decent sketch.
There would be several more meditations, each more painful than the last. The final mediation resulted in my giving away half of my existing art work just so I could get on with my life. I was working on a mural that depicted the City Beautiful at the time.