I could not stay another day and live my own worst nightmare. For the four years I was in school, (majoring in what I love - performing and creative arts) I constantly thought about graduation and what I would do after. The one life I wished not to live was that of a starving artist, working as a waitress, living at home and slowly forgetting the passions within. I woke up one morning in the middle of December and realized I had been living this life for the past 4 months and it was killing my soul. Two weeks later - I'm sitting in a hotel room in Toledo Ohio, my black Dodge Neon packed to the brim, on my way to Park City, Utah.
Ultimately? I want to work for Sundance. Realistically? I need an adventure. Life is not about ultimatums and plans. It's not always about what we want either. It's about what we need. We all need adventures. Moments of silence and clarity. Times when all there is to do is sit in a hotel room, in the middle of no where, between states, between chapters, between plans. Half of life is just showing up.
from the road