I've decided this blog is going to be about trying to trail my thought process back to their origens when I find my thoughts spiraling into that unknown territory between where words lose their meaning and my subconscious. What's odd is that I've started to be able to trace my footsteps better when I'm on the computer. This is scary, am I evolving?
I've had this running To-do list for over a week now. Things that are not necessarily time sensitive that I save for the weekends, but then I spend the weekends doing shit like this and writing five involved reviews on letterboxd. God. One of the things on my to-do list is to grade my students' final projects. This is just too much power I have over their unjadedness.
So now I'm looking for a film I was supposed to watch but now I saw a film described as "This unorthodox dream western by Robert Altman may be the most radically beautiful film to come out of the New American Cinema" so now I have to watch it and, surely, check my Letterboxd profile tomorrow and you will see what I thought about it.
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