@sophiaemeloni

Averse to organization, inept at scheduling sensitive to distraction, charmed by whims and generally unconcerned with time— I play the unlikely AD. I cuff the sleeves of my black A24 t-shirt and pull on my screen printed Taxi Driver dickies and try not to die of self loathing or worse yet unironic self satisfaction. I’m a junkie for the feeling of being out of my depth, tempted by the siren song of “what’s the worst that could happen?” and so unattractively self reverent of that blind confidence thing. Apparently there’s meaning behind the red light so I try not to fuck up the red light but of course I end up fucking up the red light. I’ll parse that allegory some other time. A film school hostage of the theory thing but I much prefer the hands on thing. Maybe I just like to call action.