There’s no thoughts of what the hell I’m doing with my life, how many wrong paths I’ve chosen, how often I’ve screwed something up, or how angry I am. I just needed to paint. That’s all I had to do, and I took my sweet ass time. It was hot, and I was sweating, and it was great.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Day 132: Never Have I Ever...Been So Enthusiastic To Paint The Garage
Every year my dad finishes the garage doors with varnish before the coming winter. This year, so desperate to be outside and keep busy, I offered. There's something about doing a menial task that is sort of relaxing. You don’t have to think about anything except what you’re doing right now. It’s probably why I love cooking so much.
There’s no thoughts of what the hell I’m doing with my life, how many wrong paths I’ve chosen, how often I’ve screwed something up, or how angry I am. I just needed to paint. That’s all I had to do, and I took my sweet ass time. It was hot, and I was sweating, and it was great.
There’s no thoughts of what the hell I’m doing with my life, how many wrong paths I’ve chosen, how often I’ve screwed something up, or how angry I am. I just needed to paint. That’s all I had to do, and I took my sweet ass time. It was hot, and I was sweating, and it was great.
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