Strand (II)

Went to ECP to relax. An emotional catharsis, to feel the winds and hear the waves.

Did a few sketches. Satisfied at the way they turned out.

Was pedaling furiously once it started to rain. Realised that I'm going to be thoroughly wet no matter how fast I went. Enjoyed the rain once I recognised that the journey matters more than the end. Coming to terms with that was a relief and a revelation.
Joke of the day:

I'm training my hamsters to speak. Apparently, they only talk when no one's present. Really shy animals.