The Light
The Thought Cloud
(Somewhere I hear a whisper. "The New Family." Like a voice from the sky.)
Also,
I had a dream recently that I was walking on Parc Avenue -a major street in Montreal- and there were no cars, so people were just walking all over the pavement. The city was quiet. Ever since then I've been thinking a lot about streets in the future. The future in my dreams.
4 comments:
I like your dream. I want to go to there.
I feel dread and warmth welling up inside of me.
I feel honoured to be on your bookshelf. Very. Good choices. Small reads. I would like to hear a review that you've done. I wish you were a magazine editor. But at least you are a filmmaker. That is good enough.
Jon:
You want to go there? Me too. And sometimes I feel like it's not that far away.
Forrest:
I'm happy to be good enough.
Ha.
I'd love to edit a magazine. Editor-in-Chief.
First decision: no advertisements. Except, well, -a bazillion dollars?- that's a lot of money.
What?
Huh?
er,
.
bad punctuationing on my parrt.
Your thoughts as a dinosaur... hip hip hooray!
"I want to go to there"
Yeah man. One of 30 Rock's best lines.
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