You know how whenever you draw something on a good, clean, sheet of paper, you expect it to be something awesome and beautiful and meaningful. But then in the process, you lose somewhat a little interest, you lose energy, you lose motivation to go for that masterpiece, and yet you still try to finish it.
That once clean sheet becomes filled with erasures, mistakes. You try to fix the mistakes. You try to cover up the ugly parts, the parts you don’t want to see. Sometimes you’re able to do so.
And sometimes, all you can do is give up. Get another clean sheet. Start over.
Maybe because, some things don’t need fixing anymore. We just have to accept that maybe that drawing you had in mind wasn’t meant to be perfect on your first try.
But you, the artist, thought that maybe that clean sheet could have been your most beautiful work. You kept trying because you thought you could make it into something so worth your while.
In the end, you tried.
Time for a new, clean start.
It’s just a drawing. Or is it? :)