05/05/2020
This Is 30
Well shit fuck balls cock wank, here it is.
Midnight striking on my birthday, the end of my third decade alive and… I didn’t achieve either key goal.
I wanted to finish a film by now. Haven’t made much headway.
I wanted to have a new script ready to perform a live reading for my birthday party, didn’t finish it.
And I’m not having a party because……… Pandemic.
Absolute awfulness, a failed waste of space year, where things went from bad to worse, where hope depleted, where ideas flittered away, where being able to do anything became actually impossible if not downright illegal.
What the hell are we doing? I don’t know.
But it’s all shit.
31 is the new 30.