ever meet somebody and feel that they are a kindred spirit? Gary Mitchell didn’t bat an eye when i told him i was thinking about the ceiling being the floor, and wondering what it would feel like under my feet to walk on.
or, he’s just used to crazy people.
we drove around a lot. stopped at a place that was definitely not a gas station. watched videos on youtube. listened to great music. and about a million different bizarre cover versions of “Stairway to Heaven”. some time after i got home, a boy played the song for me on his guitar. i had to work very hard to stifle the laughter.
we shot some in a hotel in Ann Arbor and i think i actually fell asleep in the middle of it. i think this has happened to me more than once. i get sleepy a lot.
locations are much more interesting looking up north, i think. but i guess everything looks more interesting than one’s own home, right? in any case, i like the view from Gary’s passenger seat.
the wanderlust is kicking in again. i need to go somewhere.