Now come to think of it, what a luxury it is to sit in a place for as long as I like for a sketch. Well, even if I can't afford that in my everyday life now, ten minutes of the MRT ride suffices. I no longer mind collecting unfinished drawings in my sketchbook.
Usually other passengers are too sleepy or too busy to pay attention to my drawing activity. Today as soon as I close my book, I am greeted by a knowing smile by one MRT staff member when I am about to stand up. Isn't it a warm morning, I think to myself.