In the comfort of familiar four walls, the man sat comfortably, in his drawers. These were his absolutely favorite pair. They were light green, with splashes of neon blue and orange across the material. Not only, were they the most comfortable pair, but also, held sentimental value. His sister had gifted them to him four years ago, as a going away gift. They had always been so close and were never good at good byes.
He had entered a contest being held at his local art gallery. The theme was “Repurpose”. He knew exactly what he wanted to create, and he worked diligently until his piece was perfect. Since he was a child, he’s always thrown himself deep into the arts. This was his voice when the teenage years were aggravating. This was his sense of healing when he lost his parents in a skydiving accident. It was through a painting, that he felt alive again…There’s been freedom in this escape. He was so grateful for the talents he’s been given.
Finally, after several hours, he was finished. It was simple but yet held an appreciation for creativity. Ironically, that could be his mantra for his own life. Simplicity births opportunity and better life. This he understands.