After attempting to clean himself up, Green walked through the hallway of his house looking at his once prized artwork. He walked into his work room where a blank canvas had been sitting for weeks now.
He decided that it would be best to get out of the house and attempt to find inspiration else where. He dawned his coat and shoes and stepped outside. The sun was a lot brighter than he remembered.
He took a short walk to the nearby park and sat on the cleanest bench he could find.
He sat and he watched the scenery.
He tried to find inspiration.
But could not find any.