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Theatrical Tuesday - Harsh Realties

TuesdayToday was partly a day of hearing things I don't want to hear.

Things like that if I'm to get anywhere in this career, I pretty much need to move to Toronto or possibly my hometown. I don't want to move back to my hometown. My heart hasn't been there for a very long time. I'm not averse to moving. I just hope I don't have trouble selling my condo and I still have the problem of not having money to cover May's expenses.

And while killing time, I chatted with one of our alumni who thought my movie sounds more like a made for TV idea, but I think it could be bigger. Maybe I didn't explain it well enough.

Derek Diorio from Hard Rock Medical and many other things spoke to our class today. We learned a bit about how things get funded in Canada and that's what brought up the likely needing to move to Toronto idea.

Otherwise, it's been a tough day for me. I guess I slept wonky because my neck is super pissed off and I've been in pain all day going down into my shoulder. I'm basically sitting here with my head in an inflatable neck brace/stretcher to try and reduce the pain. I might take a shower just to have the warm water help.

It's also been tough because I took Naloxone training tonight due to losing a friend a couple months ago. We weren't close, but I was hoping to catch up with her and the next thing I knew, she was gone. After that time, I noticed how much stupid things people say in relation to the opioid issue, so I've also written a play to help some of them see it more clearly. At least, that's the hope. She was in my high school drama club, so I felt like a play was appropriate.

The semester is ramping up and there are a ton of things for me to get working on. The first act of our feature films is due this week and we also have to have something done for our TV shows. There is also reading and watching of some web series's.

And that's how the river of life flows today.
R~

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