It's all about consistency

In the spirit of updating my online journal on a regular basis I will only write in this every 8 months...or whenever the hell I get around to it again. A lot has changed as of March. One thing that hasn't changed is my hatred for Starbucks. I as a former employee who understands the ridiculousness what goes into each of those cups of black pyrite, and for the amount paid for coffee in this supply and demand world just doesnt seem right to me. After a whopping two months of working there i could no longer justify the fact that i was ripping people off by selling them roasted bean flavoring, hot water and sugar.
Anyways this not what i came back on here to talk about. As stated before much has changed since March. I have worked at a restaurant and an art studio. And now I've found myself in what i think is my field of choice. Autism. I work with autistic and emotionally disturbed children. I have worked in this position for almost six months now which sadly is the longest ive worked somewhere in the last three years. Every time i talk to people about this its hard for me to explain why i love what i do. I work independently with a child who is one of the interesting kids I've ever met. Now although he cant count to 20 or regularly recognize all the letters in the alphabet, he has the most interesting thought process i have ever seen. Because of his autism and OCD he has quite the routine. Everyday he moves objects to particular places, touches certain objects, collects seed pods and leaves, and must always have a rock to carry around. He stims while bouncing on an exercise ball and has the most wonderful smile a child could have. But those are his good days. I have wounds from his bad days. Scars and scrapes from his scratching, bruises from his kicks and stained shirts from his spit and mucus. I am saddened when i see him like that but i also understand that when he has a sensory overload that his screaming and banging of his head or feet is the way he has learned to cope. Technically i am on a one on one teacher but the majority of my teaching is behavioral. We do spend time in academics but i'd give it only thirty percent. The challenge of this job is what keeps me coming back. And its also something ive never had in any of my many other jobs. This is why i do what i do.
As if working with children like this wasn't enough, we also have the ever-present workplace issues. But this is a topic for a different time. there is too much on my plate to attempt to figure out what the hell im going to do. I love my job and yet I hate my job.

On a completely unrelated note this page might turn into where my artwork goes. Assuming i ever create new work.