it seems like life is a struggle between not giving a shit
and very much giving an incredibly important shit.
and as with most things, the Good Book has advice.
consider the lilies and the birds and all the things without iphones it sorta says
and 401ks and Hinge accounts
God takes care of all of those creatures
so of course He’s gonna take care of us too.
in fact nowadays the lilies’ biggest threat
is man, ironically.
it’s funny that the older ive gotten
the less i worry about what people think
and the more i worry about what God thinks
and even though i have no children
i worry about the planet that i will leave behind for them.
am i fucking it up by driving cars?
do you know how much i love driving?
for five years i would intentionally head into Los Angeles traffic
to pick up stressed out, high powered, sometimes stuck up
movers and shakers of Century City and Beverly Hills
and race them to LAX.
do you know how much i loved doing that?
learning who these people were after 10 minutes?
hearing about every person’s life, family, travel plans, life plans
the most intimate fears and sadnesses.
i had to stop driving after 3am on weekends
even though the rates were high and the traffic was nil
though more dangerous
because the vibe in the car got dark after 3am.
either it was people who got what they wanted
and were super disappointed.
or did not get what they wanted and were super bummed out.
one guy cried and cried in the back of my car
a sweet, young, gay actor from somewheres else who got rejected
and had had a bad day anyway
and was now going home alone a loser.
and i said
i couldnt be more the opposite of you
or your running mascara
but we do share a real love of the arts.
so let me leave you with this
the next time you are playing a role where you have to be
really fucking sad
remember this night.