マジで冷汗 / I really broke into a cold sweat

僕には大学時代に大変お世話になった先生がおりました。

僕が絵の道に進んでから10年間、作品に対して何も語ることなく、ただ作品を買い続けてくれた人です。

そんな先生が亡くなられる一か月前に、「俺を描いてくれ」と直接依頼されたのです。

進捗状況を報告がてら、毎日お見舞いに通うこと一か月。

命日となるその日、一緒に見舞いに訪れた先輩と飲んでいました。

その帰りの電車でついウトウトと…。

ハッとして目が覚めた時、乗り換えるべき駅だと勘違いして飛び下りたものの、遺影は電車の中。

「やってもうたっ！」

結果的には手元に戻ってきましたが、なんとも心臓に悪い出来事でした。

~I really broke into a cold sweat~

I had a teacher who took care of me the most in my university days.

He had bought my paintings without saying a word for 10 years since I went into painting.

About one month before the teacher passed away, I was directly asked to paint his portrait.

Since I visited him in the hospital every day, I showed him the progress.

At the day which became anniversary of his death, I was drinking with a senior visited him together.

 
And I was dozing off on the train home.

When I woke up with a start, I jumped off the train.  

Because I thought the station was my station.

But the remains was still in the train.

“I blew it!”

As a result, I got it back.  But it was a bad event for my heart.