I started a new film, and have begun the process of immersing myself in my favorite thing about filmmaking – editing. Eliminate down to the essential core, with no mercy.
I also pulled dead things up by the roots in the garden today. Digging my hands into the soil felt good, the sun was hot, and little drops of sweat from my forehead splashed softly onto the flagstones toward the end. The uncovered soil was damp. Now if seeds want to land there, they might have a chance of growing. The corpses are gone.
I washed my hands, but my fingernails still have soil under them. It’s a sign that I have more to go.
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