I’m trying but after expecting a tree all I see is a splinter. Can I focus all my energies on this bit when the world appeared to be at my grasp just a moment before only to slip away, again? I guess for those that did show especially in these conditions I should be grateful but that means quarantining the other feelings that are bursting at my seems. Everyone has their reasons I just wish I didn’t have to feel the effects thereof. Sometimes it makes me just want to quit but then I notice the paint brush is still wet. G-D willing someday it will be a tree but for now the splinter looks fine…I guess.