Goddammit.

I'm working, I swear [Re: Untitled Short].

Important to remember; I'm building, not breaking. The signs are less obvious until the end. Just ask Jimmy Carter.

Put up a Facebook note about my contact information. Never has a man so loudly and so subtly cried out for help and attention. I don't think anyone would excuse it without feeling this lonely.

Did something selfish tonight. I feel bad already, and need to learn to stop. I tell myself I'll grow out of it. Though I'll likely end up rich or dead first.

Sent Kyle a copy of "Un-Filmable." Thought he'd already seen it. Mildly flattered he'd give me this project without knowing my skill level. I should learn to trust more in my reputation.

More later. Promise.

Shalom.