The white-haired man

Have you talked to your psychiatrist about this? asks the white-haired man coming up the stairs. He watches me sticking small pieces of paper one at a time to the wall, because you know they have a term for it, it's called obsessive-compulsive disorder and they can medicate it. Ah I reply but then I wouldn't make art anymore. Oh he says genuinely surprised, It's art! I thought you were...I thought you had...I wasn't sure what you were doing...