I met up with my Marine veteran friend unexpectedly again at Starbucks tonight, as he was there mostly to catch up on business, though we did have a rather enlightening conversation in-between his laptop work, my jot-downs and the caffeination. Catching up aside, he shared some stories of olden days back in Vietnam during his time as a soldier, as well as some political talk (even if I wasnt Im really not as well-versed on the topic). We get to talking about my progress with the film ideas at the moment, to which I tell him I havent been feeling as motivated lately to jot down anything, let alone, even get out of my apartment to grab a simple cup of joe, mingle and socializing, if you will. Ive been partly lacking the vibes, all in all. I sometimes feel that I was pulling an overkill with myself with the piles of open-ended story synopses, habits and whathaveyou. He understood what I was feeling, and being the gentleman he was, he had nothing but encouraging words to offer. He disagreed about everything was up to being being overkill, as I had backup for when the bits Id originally intend to shoot would go awry, just in case. George basically gave me recognition for having figured out early on, and that I should be happy with how far Ive gotten with the progress. As I relegated to him about what that man I had encountered on the 83 the other night told me (to Soldier On), as well as the various advice and verbal pats on the back from both my therapist and people around me, everything felt as if thing were (slowly) coming into place, both to my liking, like it was self-prophesying. Stop hoping, he said, as you have all the stories laid out in front of you, ready to be shared with that so-called audience youve been worrying about... As I was leaving Starbucks for the night to head to Burger King to kill some more time, a group of friends surprised me by showing up. I told them what George had told me, and they couldnt agree more that they believed I can do this. I know that it sounds annoying always asking for assurance and all that, but believe me, it always gives me some sort of validation to keep on going with being a storyteller and all that jazz. Keep On Keeping On, I Suppose *shrugs* *does jazz hands and smiles after typing this post*
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 07:12:21 +0000
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