I remember the night being very quiet. I was the only one at the station, but to be fair it was 3:45 in the morning. I wasn’t out all night partying like most people. It was a Saturday morning. I had my camera in one hand and my AC bag on the other hand. I was heading to a film set. I took a few snaps here and there. I read a few chapters of a film making book I was reading (it was my second project in my career). I was nervous. I didn’t want to upset anyone and I wanted to show everyone what I was capable of. I think everyone remembers that feeling. I still get it today. When it’s something you really love doing you always get nervous; but it’s a good kind of nervous, its a happy one. When you do a job you don’t want to be a part of… you could care less of what you’re doing. If you can say that you love what you do… damn. life is good. if you can’t, I think it’s time for a change.
I’m not sure why I was thinking about this today. I just had the need to say it! Till tomorrow.