The other day, I was painting for -I love to paint, even though I am not good at it. As I finished the painting, I could not help but wonder how similar life and a canvas can be. At least in my case.
Every time, I paint, I start with an idea of some end product in mind but actually end up with something else: sometimes much better than what I planned for or sometimes not so good. Life is similar to the process of painting on a blank canvas. No matter what I plan, it always ends up being a surprise: sometimes good, sometimes not so good but always ending up being to be a great lesson.