Well, November is through and the frigid month of December is upon us. The semester is winding down and there is still so much to finish up. I’ve been reading a few of these unreleased JD Salinger stories. The Ocean Full of Bowling Balls was probably my favorite, running over in my mind a few art film scripts from years ago I might just get out and make now that I’ll have a bit more time on my hands. Nothing all too exciting. I’m not going to pretend there’s anything of worldly significance happening over here while I type this in front of the fire. But I am planning a trip for the summer to make a bit of a longer film, and am working on finishing up a little something I shot with my other project Beautiful Bear. Those two might mean something, what’s most important about making things is what they mean to you because then they might matter to the rest of the world if they’re not shit. School is really taking all the sands from my hourglass, there’s just not enough moments in the day to do everything you’ve got to do. I always dream on days like today I could take all the hours I’ve spent just living and waiting around and combine them into some sort of time backup to use only when I’m running late on something. But I don’t think that’s ever going to be possible, even when we’re living in some sort of futurist chrome dystopia.
I guess what I’m trying to say is once I’ve done all the things I have to do, I can do some things I want to, which I’m most excited for. Love how this thing is becoming sort of a diary.
Talk to you soon,