The 7 year painting

On January 2nd in the year 2000 I put a blank canvas on my easel in my art studio in upstate New York and sat there for close to an hour thinking of what my first painting of the new millennium will be. Months earlier I had done a colored pen and ink drawing of a carousel horse that was morphing into a radiation meltdown of what is a real horse and what is man-made. The horse looking back the whole time seeing what is happening to him. I spent the whole month working on this painting with everything done except for the detail work. I put the painting away and there it sat in my studio, unfinished in my eyes. Everyone who came to look at my paintings would rave about it. But it needed to be finished. Last month I pulled it out, dusted it off and spent the next few days giving it it's final touches.
When it came time to sign it I went back seven years in time to put the correct date...I didn't feel any younger painting that 2 followed by three 0's but it sure was fun.