Painting

Life is just like painting a wall, You procrastinate for a while and when you finally find the unexpected motivation you never knew you needed, you start to prepare the supplies, Next in the adventure is being indecisive on the color which results in wasting money on colors you don't even need but convince yourself that 'you never know when you will need these exact colors'. Finally when you start to paint you recall your not wearing painting clothes or clothes that can be thrown out however you've already spilled paint on them and just decide to continue as is. After two walls and a mental breakdown, there is no more paint so you go out and buy more only to find out after already finishing 2 walls that it's the wrong shade of color, so then you give up, have a snack as you do something else after crying and being mad about it. A week later you somehow miraculously finish painting so then you call someone to come look and they call the different shades creative so that's what you say when someone asks why there different shades and never speak about the breakdowns.