loupy le loup

don’t get caught up in no throne 

watch fireworks, film the last shots of this movie, celebrate by singing “country road take me home”, dance like there are ghosts on your bones, stay up to see the sunrise then climb a mountain to fire guns and film it (james’ idea), rush to the airport, drink coffee, read on the airplane but end up watching glee on tv, land in new york, eat dumplings on the street, turn the key, fall into bed, from west virginia to manhattan, you’re finally home

tonight i wandered around through lower manhattan til almost midnight. streets are so quiet. haven’t walked through here since those days i worked on Rector Street.

hard to believe, 3 years ago i was an architect, with a desk on the 19th floor by a window looking out onto a brick wall. now i’m a film student at NYU.

hard to believe too, that i haven’t blogged in a long while. it feels like a part of me is missing, and i’m going to try and get back in touch with it. sometimes, when i’m down, i read my old blog entries, and even though they’re kinda silly, i get strength from it. i was so young and full of dreams. 

i have to remind myself now, keep at it. 

so, let’s do this.