Efforts finally paid, I got a full time job in a DIY shop. It's a one-week contract that should be repeated week after week for the moment but I do my best in hope to get a 6-months contract. It's quite some sport, with less or more heavy stuff to carry here and there, memorizing all the products we're selling and advicing the clients, but it's fun and I like it. As I'm still learning a lot and working hard it's also quite tiring so in the night I feel more like resting than drawing or writing.
Yet I know I'll get used to the job, grow stronger muscles where I need them and be all fit and fresh. When I'm capable to produce something again, I hope to be able to get night classes of pedagogy in way to get a diploma that would allow me to teach to people. I've no idea of what exact purpose it could serve but seeing how much I like to teach, chances are that it could prove useful someday.
Thanks to my current job I hope to learn a lot of things about construction, which would be very useful to me in a next page of my life, when I hope to build an ecological village someday (not alone, hey), and become art therapist or something to help people feel better in their life.
It was some incredible luck I found this job, even more since it's not far from where I live. If finally got the good timing and I'm really glad to be there, smiling all day long. It took time, efforts, but at last I'm given my chance.