September 1st, another birthday. Another day. Everyday is my birthday. Everyday I am born again. As I awake from my divine sleep, I open my ears first, than eyes. Invite the light in. Than lay in bed thinking about the dreams I had the night before.

I dreamed last night that I was a kungfu fighter. I was manipulating a nunchaku and teaching people how to use it. A nunchako is a traditional weapon of the Okinawan kobudō weapons set and consists of two sticks connected at their ends with a short chain or rope. I used to practice with it when i was younger and interested in martial arts and was taking karate and kung fu classes.

I went to the beach a few weeks ago and saw a guy using one. I tried it but obviously it has been so long since I touched one. It's not the kind of weapon that is used much anymore.

I went to work afterwards. I was not supposed to, but I rather be at work than at home thinking. The International Film Festival is going on and so many foreign movies I want to see. Different from the glamorous Hollywood packagings. And on top of it, the films are not just documentaries.

This weekend I'm shooting some scenes for my film. If everything goes well. I finally found a model/actress. Thanks to my friend Mr G. There was this beautiful Russian model this friend referred me to, but she wanted money. And since this is an independent production. I do not have the budget yet. A few people are helping with finding the fundings. Thank god.

Today I'm going to work, than Cafe Les Eclusiers tonight to meet some friends fo drinks. It just feels good to feel free after so long. Only me and my daughter to worry about. The rest, the heck with it, I say.

(a suivre)