Yesterday was a lost day. I has a meeting with my friend Jeff and we talked about many projects.
I'm tired of talking. I just want to do. I must start shooting movies.
A friend wanted my Superman cape from last Halloween for a gag at a party and I couldn't find it in my empire of junk. More wasted time looking for it.
Then this morning I made a fool out of myself on the internet. I left a comment on a post, no that's not true. I left a comment on a comment. No, that not true either. I left a comment on a deleted comment.
Desiree Nordlund wrote this nice post about trust in me and I became paranoid about a deleted comment. The ugly side of my imagination was in full force as I wrote a comment about my fragile ego and my fear of failure.
Why do we waste so much time on fear?
I'm going to produce the best movie I can for her and all that are involved in making her script into a film .
Desiree deleted the comment because it was in Japanese.