I awoke with this thought -> paint <-

paint

it can happen.

many people have painted.

I have painted; seen others paint. I know it is possible.

I see the way. I believe it can happen and will happen soon. I’m downstairs looking at the walls, believing they can be painted. it’s a little overwhelming, just thinking how possible it is. not overwhelming like daunting. it’s not daunting. I mean the extreme possibleness is overwhelming. I feel almost as though the walls already have paint on them. I can smell it. if I touched the wall right now, I might get some paint on my hands. it’s not yet dry.