“Where are all my friends?” I’ve heard that line sung countless times in the last couple years, every time I close my eyes and wait for the goosebumps, soak in the energy in the room, the applauding and cheering that comes immediately after. I’m usually standing in the middle of a group of friends when … Continue reading Where Are All My Friends?
I’ve put off writing about the end. I knew it was coming, we’ve all known for months. We got a reprieve of sorts, this virus, that cancelled all our plans, delayed shooting and prolonged the inevitable. I’ve become comfortable in the waiting; the end has been something in the future. March alone lasted for years, … Continue reading The End of the Road