I've been working on my book illustrations every night before bed. I get tired, put it away and look at them in the morning. Then, throughout the day I self-critique the illustrations from page 1. Then at night I make changes and add more pictures. I'm currently on page 10 out of 30, and it feels like this is going to take forever. But damn, it will be worth it. Or so I hope. Yes, it will be worth it.
Pig has taken a liking to the medicated force feedings. He gets excited when I ask him if he's hungry and practically latches onto the bottle. However, there has been incidences where he spits up afterwards. And I discovered he has discharge coming out of his eyes again. So I think it's time to update my vet tomorrow morning. My poor Piggy. Every day I tell Pig that I love him, he's my best friend and that I promise he will feel better. I just hope I don't let him down. :(
I had a great counseling appointment this afternoon. We talked about me going back to college and she liked the idea, and said I'm at a really good place in my life right now to do it. It made me feel really good since my family hasn't been so receptive to the idea. I'd love to go to this one collge that specializes in Vet Assistance. There's a local number on the page, but says the college is in Winter Park, FL. And there's no online courses available. I can't afford to live on campus. I know for a fact I wouldn't go out partying like I did at RSAD. And I'm certain I wouldn't allow myself to relapse and have a mental breakdown. My family worries sick about me relapsing. But the thing is, I'm so passionate and dedicated to succeeding in this field. I can't take it lightly. I don't want to fail anymore at life. My Grandmothersays she's sure I'd make an excellent writer and will become successful that way. We'll see.
I'm starting to feel sleepy. My meds are kicking in. I'll finish this tomorrow, so stay tuned.
Anyone need a guitar? I'm selling one of mine...need the cash and don't play anymore.
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