After I did the daily check up on the Luna and so no sign of anything wrong, I went to my room, grabbed my paint gear and went to the front porch. I set out my things and started to paint. I didn't know what I was painting yet. I just let my mind go and let my hand roam free. Apparently lots of people do this for therapy. They let the patient not plan anything and let them paint whatever their hand paints. Then when they're finished, the doctors ...