Walked into Atlantis this morning, and Abby, owner of the place, handed me a ‘free’ double Americano. She mistakingly made it for someone and instead of dumping it out, she gave it to me. Coincidentally, I was about to order a double Americano.
It’s a hot Friday afternoon and a long weekend is about to start. The whole city has a really chilled out vibe about it. Days like this can only be made possible when you cram in a whole bunch of other shitty hectic days. Buddhists would call that the theory of emptiness. Nothing has meaning without context.
I have some odds, ends, and visitations ahead of me today. I am hoping I’ll be left with enough time to finish Act I of Ep 1 of Highwaymen. I may even have the first draft of the first episode complete by the end of this long weekend. Such an accomplishment would leave me feeling really great. A proper pitch package for Highwaymen wouldn’t be far off after that.
[Jarrett stares out the window running scenes through his mind]
Wow. I just imagine the possibilities. I truly can’t imagine a better way to end the weekend.