Life remains a mysterious swirl of good and bad, happy and sad, with a side order of inspirational. Had one of my parties this past Friday. Good times, ended earlier than the usual sun-up overstays, but I liked that. I don’t want to be up all night like that anymore. I value my rest as I get older.
I got a call on Friday afternoon and rushed out to shoot a scene I hastily wrote for a new Framelines Interactive Tutorial I just came up with.
So what that means is that when I get close to finishing my queue of “Things To Do”, it will never end. The list won’t ever be done. I knock off a few items and there will always be 1-2 new ones added. At least I continue to complete the old tasks, sooner or later, even as fresh ideas sometimes take over the priority.
It’s not so bad. Always being busy, always creating something on some level; there are far worse ways to live. I’m not stressing myself at all. I’m somewhere between apathy and contentment. I get the feeling that major emotional shifts are on the horizon.
Showed my dad IRON MAN last night. I had a feeling he’d like the movie and he did. I want to have movie night with my pops more often. I started to before and schedules got wacky and we never got back on track. I’m gonna make the time.
”here's a mountain & it's mighty high
You cannot see the top unless you fly
And there's a molehill of proven ground
There ain't no where 2 go if you hang around
Everybody wants 2 sell what's already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell what's already been told
What's the use of money if you ain't gonna break the mold?
Even at the center of fire there is cold
All that glitters ain't gold”