Painting does make me happy.

For a few weeks, I've been a little worked up over switching jobs, interviewing and that sort of not so fun stuff. Dakota said a few nights ago, "You NEED to paint again, you're much happier when you paint."
I've always thought in the back of my mind that I paint because I am happy... maybe I've had it backwards all along.
Tonight's painting... let's just say I'm feeling pretty great right now, and my husband is pretty great too.