So on the 24th Suzanne and I are producing a short that takes place seven thousand feet up a mountain called Big Bear. Its really amazing how in one hour and forthy five minutes from downtown Los Angeles is three feet of snow. It’s quite majestic and I figured what better way to start the year off than with a project on the top of a mountain.
I’ve been worrying a lot. Everyone does when faced with a major change that’s faced with an even more major uncertainty. The film is about three Bostonians going up for a drug run and the three of them are vying for control. I got to thinking how much we try to control in our lives yet in the blink of an eye it could all be gone.
A friend once told me that my ability to let things go, (for ex throwing out old magazines, throwing out things I don’t use as oppose to holding on to it and letting it rot in the basement) is actually quite Zen. That the philosophy is that I trust the universe to run it’s course and lead me to where I need to be. I always thought of it as I don’t like to have things tie me down, or to be able to move at a moments notice. I guess you can say bums have the same aspiration. My pops always said that this could be a problem should I one day try to start a family. I’m sure he’s right but hopefully by that point I would have experienced a certain loneliness that would help me change that philosophy. So by then, I can just be like everyone else. holding onto those stacks of National Geographic magazines just in case I one day need instructions on how to climb a mountain and take a chance.