I decided to paint. I put on my apron and boots. I walk into my studio, lay out my paper, run back into the house to grab some tissue paper from the birthday party to use as collage material. I lay out my paper, I start to feel relaxed, happy. I can forget about the house full of crying and sickness for the time being. I feel creative and proud of myself for taking this step. Time is already up but I feel better about the rest of the day.