A picture
So, there's working hard all day and there's 'working hard all day'.
I had lots of appointments this morning, and I was going to come back home and work hard this afternoon. But seeing as I've only really had one day off in the past 4 weeks (and I mean one in which I wasn't travelling all across the country) and I plan to do work all day tomorrow, I decided to take this afternoon off.
Or, more precisely, I had a lovely two hour nap, then woke up and thought 'stuff it, I'm going to finally ink that picture that I drew 2 weeks ago'.
It's amazing what a nap, a lot of pretty music, and a drawing of a sunny Sunday morning will do to you.
So, the story behind this one: Do you remember that fanfic I wrote a couple of weeks ago of a speculative, post-series, happy Tieria? In the fic I mention that all Tieria has is a photograph, and a part of me wanted to play with the idea that maybe he has another memento. It's faded and worn now, 10 years on, and it only smells of detergent and Tieria, but it's still comforting in its own way, and Tieria likes to wear it on lazy Sunday mornings when he has a few hours to himself.