Watching Paint Dry

The paint dried. He watched. He was good at it too. Few people understood just how difficult it was, how much discipline it required to it right. If the paint started to run or drip, and you tried to do something about it, you were no longer watching you were doing. That simply would not do. That was easy though, most quickly learned to just watch. But discipline required that you not see or be aware of the drips, the runs, the mistakes. Simply noticing them meant you were watching the paint drip, or run, or you were criticizing the efforts of the painter instead of watching it dry. He most certainly was not guilty of such amateurish behavior.

He was good.

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