Run, Paint, Repeat

 
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It had been windy for days. It was irritating. The wind chimes on the porch were playing an awkward tinny tune that was also irritating. And the man talking on the TV was especially irritating, as much so, as the empty shelves at the grocery store. 

So, there was only one thing to do. RUN. The more irritated I was, the faster I ran. And it worked. I could outrun the irritations. And suddenly I was running almost everyday. But I couldn't run all the time. However, I could paint.

I didn’t paint in my normal way, though. I started to finger paint. Of course I wore gloves, but I painted fast, aggressively, and was making marks I could never make with the brush. It was exciting. It was helpful. It helped as much as the running.

One day this staying at home and social distancing will be over, but we will be changed. Maybe we will be changed for the better. Perhaps what we choose to do now will help us on the other side of this crisis. Find what helps you cope. I hope you find your version of running and finger painting. Stay safe.

 
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