What else? Ummm. That's really it, I guess. I stopped the Prozac regime for a little while and realised that I still need it, so I'm back on it daily now, and I've been feeling much more optimistic about things in recent days. I think the fact that I was able to put together this ten-minute musical is a step forward in itself. Oh, and I should mention that I've decided to stop going to my current therapist – in fact, I kinda stopped cold turkey without even telling her, though I'm thinking I should at least inform her of my intention not to continue. The reason being, I'm thinking increasingly that it might be important for me to speak to a counselor or someone who's also well-versed in the religious side of things, so that I can bring the below-blogged God element into greater play in our discussions. Not that my current therapist has been closed off to it, but... I dunno. It seems weird to introduce religiosity into what is essentially a clinical psychology session. So I guess we'll see how things go from this point forth.
Also, following the below-blogged email to the American "against my better judgment", I've since received a reply from him. He didn't say too much because, as I suspected, what could he say? But he wanted to ask if he could share songs from FTL with his friends back home. He did mention, concerning the issues, that "I want to help, but I really don't know how". Which is more than fair. He added that: "I think people would be greatly moved by your music, Nick, and I would love to share it. I hope this isn't inappropriate." I think what I should be kinda positive about is that he clearly wants to continue to support my work despite all that's happened... and that he doesn't seem to have closed the door on a future friendship if ever that might be possible. And I'm kinda glad about that. I did tell him I wasn't ready to revisit FTL at this point though, so.... the FTL file-sharing that he was hoping for will just have to wait till a later date.
On another note: last night, at around 4am, I was awakened by sneezing from my mom's room. The weird thing is, it wasn't my mom's sneezing (Dad was away at work at the time) - rather, it was my middle-doggy Chloe, who, for some odd reason, had contracted a major sneezy fit and was sneezing in rapid succession for, I kid you not, almost 20 minutes. The poor thing! We couldn't figure out what had caused it... and when we looked at her nose, we saw it was crooked!!! (I subsequently realised it was because she was wrinkling her nose, the same way we humans would do when something's irritating it, which is why it looked odd on the end of her snout.) Anyway, from what I could figure out, something had gone up her sensitive nose and was causing a major case of the aaaah-chooos... but it sure was scary for a while there. I was almost prepared to drive her to the vet as in last year's instance of middle-of-the-night canine contingency. Fortunately it didn't come to that. Phew.
Finally, since we're on the topic of doggies, here are some pics of my puppy Ashley, who, my mom and I have discovered, is crazy about water. She kinda literally goes barking mad when she sees water, and tends to splash it around if it's in a container or chase after it barking if it's poured across the ground. Here are some pics of here having a splashing good time over the weekend... right before we gave her a bath. Till next time... enjoy.