As usual, the weekend was a flurry of activities, and gone in the blink of an eye.

I am toying with the idea of taking a short break, seeing that I have fallen into a pattern of doodling in a certain manner instead of exploring different styles. There is also a sense of tiredness, as I cycle through idea generation, execution, and blogging about the process on a daily basis. The idea generation stage wrings most of my energy, where I chuck bad ideas into the bin and repeat, repeat, repeat until something workable comes along.

I shall think about how to continue with this challenge.

In the meantime, Day 12’s piece  is a bad pun. I often think about responding this way whenever someone asks, “How are things going?”

In real life, I would simply smile and say, “Good.”