I'll Be Dead Soon

"commit to the lord whatever you do and your plans will succeed.." proverbs 16:3

nothing like a long bus ride under flourescent lights, listening to a dominican woman scream how she hates her life, to decompress from my 15 hour day at the office and to reflect on the past and hedge my bets on the yet to come.

steve jobs is dead at 56, and his legacy is in the hands of almost every haggard commuter tonight. union square is full as usual and a lone man holds a sign high above his rainbow afro reading..."the end is near."

a funny thing happened when i transitioned from struggling back ground actor and hopeful but seldom principal auditioner to everyday grunt crew on a drama series, it become evident that i did not need to chase the marquis lights in a couture gown and heels. i could and suprisingly am perfectly content to pull on dungarees and work boots to be a part of the magnificent whole.

to watch dolly grips move chasies, gaffers climb ladders to hang blonde lights, camera ops don black ninja suits to alleviate reflection, director of photography gauge the bulb strengths, focus pullers shift, set dressers paint, props set details, boom mics doge chaos, background strategically placed, actors hitting their marks, and at word cut, producers nodding their heads with approval.

being surrounded by people chasing their passion regardless of naysayers, setbacks, exhaustion, who are going forward into their life and not settling for mediocrity but for meaning has been the greatest gift in living in new york.

"your time is limited. don't waste it living someone else's life."

steve jobs

what will you do with the time you have left?

(widespread outage of internet and cable in lower manhattan. and alas, my blackberry doesn't allow for capital letters. bet the iphone does.)