if i lay here...

if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?

i dodged a bullet today. a delicious sugary bullet aimed straight at my head. well, the back of my mouth to be specific. that's right. i am back and the polls are closed... zero cavities! what? how is that possible? you mean i can go a year in australia eating chocolate everyday and have zero repercussions? i fear to push my luck any further...

we can live like jack and sally if you want...

in other news, it's still very weird being back. when i drive, i tend to speed but it's never fast enough to get me out of this one horse town. i have several options ahead of me: i could choose to go back to australia which means i will most likely be stuck working here for a few months. or i could travel to any number of places around the country where i have friends living and work there. i also really want to finally make a feature this next year. often when i tell people i am a film major going back for more school a common reply is "why don't you just make a movie?" to which i normally respond "you go make a movie." i guess it's time to put up or shut up. here's hoping the new year brings some exciting changes...

i just want someone to say to me "i'll always be there when you wake"