I have been very irregular with my sketchbook. Mostly because I did not have much going on. Also because I was going through a phase where I was going out a lot more than I usually do. Regular readers will know that I am a bit of a homebody.
So I was thinking, it’s been almost a year since I moved to Singapore. Why does it still not feel like home to me? For some reason, I am just not being able to find my own groove here. Not like I haven’t tried either. But my heart’s not in it.