hi! here's a picture of a hickory horned devil caterpillar that i was lucky enough to spot on a hike this week. he was just roooolling around in the dirt when i found him, and was still roooolling around in the dirt when i saw him again a little later. these cutie pies bury themselves 5-6 inches into the ground when they're ready to pupate so maybe that is just what he was doing. who am i to question his actions, anyway?
this first week of school was SO MUCH TOUGHER than i thought it was going to be. do you ever feel like you're never on the same level as everyone else at ANYTHING? every single person in my thesis class was asked to talk about an epiphany they had over summer about their work (and every single one of them answered) and i was like, epiphany? i've just been finding mushrooms and bugs and moving and working jobs and trying not to be an asshole to the people i love.
i thought for a minute that maybe dropping out was the best thing to do about that awful feeling because obviously i am doing art school completely wrong and maybe i should at least pause and figure out how to do it right. but i didn't, and i'd be lying if i said it was for any other reason than the fact that i've already traveled across this country three times (with my cats and perry and jazzy and newts and toad) to get this stupid degree and i can't really explain myself to all of those people if i decide to quit, or even re-evaluate, and really wouldn't that just make me feel even more awful anyway? so, here i go, doin' it all wrong one last time.
