ECTIONS: Read the following passage. Then, answer the questions.
Memories of the past year weighed heavily on me. It was hard to shake them and the
dark mood that hung over me. Deep in thought, I trudged down the path toward the now-
empty home. I had no idea what I would do with my life going forward.
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a movement. I turned and saw a splash
of golden daffodils on the other side of the dusty path. I walked closer, watching the
yellow petals dance in the slight breeze. Their gentle wave, beckoning, encouraged me,
until I finally reached out and touched one. Plucking the blossom, I took pleasure in
studying its form and beauty. My mind turned to the canvases, oils, and brushes
gathering dust in my studio. Why not go back to painting? Maybe art would help lift the
cloud of gloom.