Tue, 05:22: Dreamt I took a backyard directing class taught by Scott Eastwood, who asked us all to discuss with each other how long we thought we’d keep at it, except my mind was distracted and I totally missed the prompt.
A few different people approached me for discussion and more than once I had to be like “What was the question!” and no one would answer me.
Eventually the teacher came over to me and *finally* repeated the question. “How long will you keep directing?”
Then I said: “Honestly? Probably until I die. I want to be the gay Clint Eastwood!”
And then he laughed and laughed.
