Yesnomaybe

A while ago I decided to write / draw a book commemorating the daily small struggles that blight my life, in the hope that other people similarly vexed might gain some comfort from it. This was the first one I did, pertaining to indecision and the extent to which it can make initially positive situations disintegrate into a mess of uncertainty.

Unfortunately uncertainty's a formidable enemy - I only got to page six, and from page three onwards it all got a bit turgid.