Time Off From The News Is Always

We Are So Vocal About What We Hate.

It's Hard To Explaining Exactly What Happened, But I Felt In That Moment That The Divine, However We May Choose To Define Such A Thing, Surely Dwells As Much In The Concrete And Taxi Cabs As It Does In The Rivers, Lakes, And Mountains. Grace, I Realized, Is Neither Time Nor Place Dependent. All We Need Is The Right Soundtrack.

But, Yeah, I'm Really Happy When I'm Writing. When I'm Being Creative And When I Have Something That I Can Put Down. You Know, If You Go Out And You Overhear A Conversation Or You Have A Thought, You Have A Receptacle To Go Home And Say, 'oh, This Would Be Great In This Script.' Your Antenna's Out In A Different Way, And I Love That Time.

I Really Like To Travel When I Write. Something About Seeing New Things And Being In New Cultures And Environments Provokes New Thoughts In Your Head.

Here's The Problem: I Don't Like Who I've Become When My Iphone Is Within Reach. I Find Myself Checking E-mails And Responding To Texts Throughout The Day With Some Kind Of Pavlovian Ferocity - It's Not A Conscious Act, But A Reflexive One.