My last post for the evening, it is getting late and when you look through slits of eyelids to edit your writing you are bound to miss something. I am writing every day – working on a screenplay I am going to assault my family with it during our family reunion this year. This isn’t my first screenplay and will surely not be my last; I like punishing myself this way. I am writing a Dramody this time, you know that cross platform of comedy and drama, but to be quite honest it should just be called drama because real life is funny.
I am getting to that age where I’m so damn happy that I wake up everyday that I have a hard time relating to people who are in a pissy mood. I find that I don’t mind waiting in lines at the grocery store, or the bank anymore because of this new philosophy. I am reminded of a person that I knew growing up who was my age now, then. This man couldn’t stand to have people talk at the dinner table (get a life buddy, that is what dinner is all about) and actually walked out of the Muppet Movie – (I am showing my age). These are the people who drop dead in their cars of a massive coronary because some Buick driving 80 year old has had their left turn signal on for the last 20 miles. So my thought for the day, don’t stress it, it all comes out in the end, and when you wake up in the morning tomorrow be seriously happy that you get to live another day. Who knows you might just win the lottery.
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