Waiting to get wet

I’m feeling quite overwhelmed at this moment. So much uncertainty is pumping through my brain. I write this and put it out there in hope that it will help. This movie stuff is hard to comprehend. I understand photography fairly well but this is a whole new ball of wax. The only similarity is that they are both contained by a frame. But hey that’s why I wanted to do this in the first pace. I think I get it but where I’m struggling is in the writing. It’s taking me a long time to not even come up with an idea. I have many starts but in the end I feel very uncreative. It turns out that this is a problem because I have a B.F.A. show in a month. I know I have it in me but time is short and I just can’t seem to find that kea that unlocks it all. I so know its there. I just can’t see it. I do have a lot of things in my favor at this point. Mainly my friends. With out them I would be completely lost. I will succeed, even if I fail, which is to say that I cannot fail.

Is life just a Drift?
What happens when one drifts through existence?
What happens when you let go of the log and surrender to the current of life?
If you swim?

Live To
Live Not
To Die