I can't say that touching down in Dallas is going to be the high light of my Spring Break. In all honesty, I don't think it will be at all. Dallas is not what some people would call "An exciting place to be." However, living in Chicago has lost it's excitement as well since the whole "not being a tourist" part kicks in the first few months. I sort of feel like I'm stuck in a purgatory between the two cities. A purgatory that gives me the feeling of not wanting to go, while not wanting to stay. When I come home, there is nothing for me to do besides work. I spend hours sitting in my office in front of a 24 inch screen iMac editing the shit brides and grooms call on us to film. The calls of deadlines and payments fill my inbox, while I search for a song that would enhance the "special moments" to two spent that glorious day. On top of that, my parents call asking me of my schedule for the day for they request that I pick up the dry-cleaning. The last break, I was bored shitless due to the hell Dallas placed upon me. Fortunately, the Columbia spring break has offered me a chance to redeem myself by being the same week as the AFI Film Festival. The down side? I can't be in it this year due to my studies. Joy. I started this filming shit, and this is the motha fucking thanks I get? I find it hard to stay away from that former lifestyle as the "Keynote speaker," or "Q & A question answerer." It's an empty feeling I get when I see the children I taught, up there like I didn't help them learn to use a camera or editing equipment. They don't know how fortunate they are to have people willing to help them get higher places. Anyway, I guess I'll suck it up, show my face, and try not to get recognized as a former student filmmaker. On the plus side, dammit I'm going to look fly and let them know I'm going places. Peace.
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