Lazy Sunday

Nevada freeway and the director dancing in a parking lot.

It is so hot. I'm finally able to get some sleep. Cameraman is in Vegas for another shoot getting burnt by the desert sun. I feel like a sloth, crawled out of bed at 1pm today, hot and tired. Hungover from weeks of not enough sleep. Will spend the hours today looking at footage and catching up on sleep. And eliminating social obligations that I keep making for myself, because I want to see people, but I need to rest, work and be alone.

Filmed N yesterday, so glad I finally had the courage to pull out the camera and just do it. The time was right. She came by, I had the microphone from Thursday, I used it. She had a lot to say and is beautiful as always. She is finally content that the man who raped her is getting ten years, she thinks it is enough and not enough at the same time. She is happy to receive Retribution and sad that I will not (film ain't out yet). People are stupid and acting like ten years is "such a long time" but she is so clear in knowing that what this person did to her will stay with her forever, and ten years in the scope of things, is a small price. Good for HER. I am proud.

Drinking iced coffee, the air is still and quiet in Chelsea. Dreamt that there were slabs of marble, like grecian ruins in the back yard.