So things have been crazy for me with school and being sick. I am on amoxicillin and some type of cough medicine I can take only at night.
I have my ceramic crit tomorrow and I am loaded the kiln last night. everything looked great going in, but I don't know what it will look like coming out. I am a little nervous. I want everything to look really good. Because I loaded last night I was up at the studio late.
When I walked out of the studio, there was a horrible site....a tiny dead baby bird that was probably just a couple days old. I felt so bad for it. I talked with two of my classmates that were still working and that decided that either the bird was sick and would starve to death so this way it didn't suffer as much or it was sick and would make all the other little babies sick and they would have all died, so this way, only one had to die. I kept thinking about that poor baby bird though. I have decided that for my mind the baby bird was so perfect that all it needed was a body.
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Or what probably really happened was its siblings were greedy and pushed it out, mom slipped and pushed it out, or it got to hungery and couldn't wait. Probably one of the first two, but that doesn't mean your final conclusion is wrong either.
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