I hope to paint........

I hope to paint........ In this busy life I always try to find time to paint. When I feel the urge to paint but for some annoying reasons I can't, I think about what I could have tried or experimented with. What hits me the most is the lost opportunity to express a memory or a thought: I feel a sense of loss. It makes me sigh. When I can't paint, one way or another, I find myself in a creative process; almost as if I am trying to replace the act of painting itself. Come to think of it, pretty much everything I do involves some kind of creative act. When I cook, prepare the table, when I walk or fix something around the house, it is all done creatively. Painting is what I prefer the most; painting is the only thing that allows me to spontaneously say what I feel without any efforts. No thinking about how to construct a sentence or how to say it and in what language either; no fear of being criticized. Of course, my paintings can be misinterpreted but when I personally revisit them, I immediately know what I meant to say with it. My ideas, my hopes, myself, I am my paintings. It is a personal record of my life with its folding. I hope to paint........ Can you imagine a world where people paint their thoughts instead of vocalizing? :) I hope to paint........ Would you be able to say "I love you!" with a painting? Perhaps you ought to try and see what happens.