I’m starting to recognize the soundtrack sequence at the Starbucks. Yikes. It’s really time to go home.
I will miss this place. When I walk the streets of New York I am filled to bursting with feelings of pride, well being, awe, and belonging. I have such affection for this city. The crowds, the grit, the noise, it doesn’t penetrate the slightly agoraphobic, anxious, introverted part of me. Until it does.
Let me not leave my previous entry on Yeshiva University as the lasting one. There has been no other campus where it was easier to fall into conversation with students. Connection is what I’m about in this work, and these kids were easy to connect to. Their aggressiveness to be portrayed certainly worked for the project. The music shot wouldn’t have happened if a student hadn’t chased me onto the shuttle van to hand me his card. "Call me. We’ll set it up." (He was really good too.) The basketball players reminded me a half dozen times when they’d be playing on the outdoor court.
Next week I start processing files. It’s over 100 gigabytes worth. It’s been a story managing all that data on the road. More on that later.
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