It Was Like There Was Some Parallel

I Try To Always Go For Something... Very Interior, Following Thoughts And Memories, Something That I Think Is Difficult To Do On The Screen, Which Is Essentially A Third-person Medium.

I Realised, Of Course, That Other People Used These Roads; But That Night, It Seemed To Me These Dark Byways Of The Country Existed Just For The Likes Of Us, While The Big Glittering Motorways With Their Huge Signs And Super Cafes Were For Everyone Else.

People Were Incredibly Kind To Our Family And Went Out Of Their Way To Help.

Sometimes I Get So Immersed In My Own Company, If I Unexpectedly Run Into Someone I Know, It's A Bit Of A Shock And Takes Me A While To Adjust.

If You Are Under The Impression You Have Already Perfected Yourself, You Will Never Rise To The Heights You Are No Doubt Capable Of.