" found in the edit "


making an attempt to find the right beat, the right pace. a gut instinct within the loose footage.

it's disappearing into the static.

flush with fever, and laden with calculated intent, a finger registers the proper rhythm to it all.

a moment of clarity in a jumble of frayed ends.

synced up, sprockets wound.

we are ready for for a true representation; this is the director's cut.

tonight's homework:

celebrate your achievements and accomplishments. tomorrow, begin the manifestation of new dreams.