Today, I went to court. Not for anything shocking—just a check-in. They’ve scheduled me to return in July. It’s part of an ongoing process, not punishment, but observation. They want to see my progress. And progress, I am making.
I’m hoping—deeply hoping—that none of this will stand in the way of getting a job with Disney. That’s the dream. That’s the goal. Another housemate told me he went through mental health diversion and still managed to hold down a job. That gave me a glimmer of confidence. If he could, why not me?
The key is to work closely with my public defender, be upfront, and stay focused. Transparency is everything, especially when chasing a dream this big.
I haven’t even checked my email yet today. I’m almost afraid to, like a kid waiting to open a letter from a college they applied to. Let’s hope for good news. Let’s hope for magic.
Ideally, I’d love to be a portrait artist in Disneyland. I already live in the same city—Anaheim—and back in the day, that was a real thing. Artists drawing guests as caricatures or in romantic pencil sketches. I haven’t stepped foot inside the park in decades, so I don’t even know if they still do that. But I can still dream. And sketch.
Today’s Progress:
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Returned to drawing and sketching daily to keep my skills sharp.
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Actively watching the progress of three job applications on the Disney job board.
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Went to court, spoke with my public defender—everything looks legally clear for employment.
Sometimes, chasing your dreams means standing in a courtroom one day and holding a pencil the next. That’s life. That’s me. Just dreamin’ my dreams.
by Dan and Bonkers
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