I absolutely LOVE to paint. It is great. Even with the smallest of rolly deals... its relaxing. I'm sure Im not the first to discover how wonderful it is and jot it down. But Maybe its the smell. Maybe its because it gives your arms a good work out. Or maybe its just that its something that doesnt require much idk order. Theres no right or wrong way. you can do what you want. You can go up and down or left and right or all over. You can be as neat or reckless as you like. I wish other things were like that. Or life in general. I wish I could screw up and then go over it real fast and fix it. I wish I could accidently step in the paint tray but be able to wash it off with no worries. I just wish life was like painting. I could paint for hours. I wouldnt get tired. I get to be in control. I get to see little nicks and holes and spots and cover them all up. Make it good as new or close. And in the end, who has been there or the mistakes made arent splattered all over the wall.. Everything is gone and all thats left is a clean slate.