I could lay awake in my bed at night and count the yellow-green leaves that fall outside my window. I could gaze at the moon and wonder at the luminescent light it shines through my blinds. I could stare at the midnight blue sky and the hues of indigo, plum, and black that dance upon my curtains.Close my eyes…
…and sleep.
I could wake up to a canary yellow sunrise while the morning jays chirp past my balcony.I could sip on my mocha brown hazelnut java while I take a whiff of the brisk valley air. And as the warm sun rises over that horizon, I could daydream.
I could be an artist…If I wanted.