Every experience you have is a brush stroke on the canvas that is the portrait of your life.
While you are having the experience it is like you are in the bristles of the brush. You don't know up from down, left from right, temporary from permanent. But while you're in the experience especially in the final moments you can choose how you want to leave your mark. Some marks look like grace, others, chaos.
What do you want the portrait of your life to look like?
Poetic Justice