My House

I would never be able to call San Diego home, in any way, if it weren't for Adriene and Jim, not to mention Steven, Emily, Randall, Adrian, Zach, Julie, Anita, Michael, and Trish. They are the walls of my house.

Not feeling at Home

I think my sense of homesickness does not have to do with being away from any particular place, more often it has to do with feeling alienated from the people around me, feeling lonely. We must all experience that. I often wonder about my grandpa in the last years of his life, living alone is a small isolated little town in Nebraska. It's one thing to be lonely when your young but it seems like such an injustice to be lonely when your old. I guess that's life, ultimately we go through it by ourselves, we make our homes the best we can.

Finding Home not real estate

I'm amused that findinghome.com is a real estate website. I should have guessed.

Finding Home is within sight.

It's October 27th, 2009. I'm going to write this, then go edit. I need to make a few small changes before I print the finished film to tape. I'm almost done now, but a year ago I was worried about finishing, very worried. I thought not finishing the film would kill me, good thing I'm finishing it! As for finding my home? Well, that's another story.