It was a cold and snowy evening, I came back home after work at 9 pm as usual. I was very sad and tired. I came to the window and sat down on the chair. My brain was full of miserable thoughts . I decided to express my thoughts somehow. I took my grandfather’s easel and put a canvas on it. I broke the paint and made some brushstrokes . I spent almost an hour painting but the result was disappointing. I understood that I didn’t have enough painting skills and I had to study first If I wanted to draw something really remarkable . Anyway, my miserable thoughts went away so I fell asleep calm and relaxed.