It seems like every time I go to class I am reminded that the world is ending. It is usually not even a alarmist environmentalist professor either but more like a smart one. Smart people know the world is ending soon. Point blank.
Being smart just subtracts from my dwindling level of motivation. I would like to be one of those stop the war save the oil alternative fuel is the answer mannn activists on the lawn but frankly I just don't have the energy so I am one of those well shit if the world is ending that means I don't have to do anything right? people. I hate those people.
I would like to schedule a rude awakening please. A- sap.
I am also making a documentary this summer if a.)I don't get lazier, b.)I decide it's not just a pipe dream and c.)I get some funding hopefully from mom's best friend champion real life filmmaker.
Here are some research photos I took yesterday after getting lost in the boonies but eventually finding the location:
They are pre-Civil War structures from the town where my mom went to boarding school, the documentary will be about the boarding school though. Interesting history. If it works out I will be very surprised but also very excited.