令和８年3月24日（火）
4時頃起床　色々いつものルーティンをやる　英語の勉強の後動画を一本作る
すぐに再生された　リスナーさんだ　ありがたい
今日はイーストアイが走るかどうか　できることなら走ってもらいたくない
明日走ってもらいたいのだ　明日が初日だったら東京駅でドクターイエローとラップするからだ

今日の絵

なんだこりゃ？

The Last Train at Dusk

The platform was almost empty.

A soft orange light covered everything—the tracks, the bench, and the quiet air. Naoki stood alone, holding his phone, waiting for the last train.

He wasn’t in a hurry. He just didn’t want to go home yet.

A message was still open on his screen.

“I think we should stop seeing each other.”

He had read it more than ten times. Still, it didn’t feel real.

A train passed without stopping. The wind followed, brushing his face like a memory.

He looked down the track. For a moment, he imagined someone running toward him, waving, smiling, saying, “Wait!”

But no one came.

Only the sound of the next train approaching slowly.

Naoki took a deep breath and finally locked his phone.

“Maybe… this is okay,” he whispered.

The train arrived. Doors opened with a soft sound.

He stepped inside.

As the train began to move, he watched the platform fade away, along with the version of himself who had been waiting there.

Outside, the sky turned from orange to deep blue.

And somewhere between stations, he felt just a little lighter.