My friend D is in town. He just finished with the Sundance Director's lab and is dizzy from the experience. He thinks he is going to get money for his movie out of it. A long time coming. Robert Redford, who kindof surprisingly is known for being a dick and telling young aspirants that they should really get the fuck out of the movie business, which by the way, bless him for that because most people should, told D that "this is the movie I started the festival for. I have been waiting for this movie. There is no question it will get made." Lots of the mentors at the program want to work with him or help him. In a business that's all about who you know, that's a big deal. So D has regained some of the confidence that he lost in the mid-thirties, underemployed, no money, life crisis that most people with a dream go through eventually. Maybe he will even get the money. He definitely has gotten his second wind.

Some people should not give up. (Some should. Giving up can be the bravest smartest move in certain circumstances, but that's another post.)

I am so happy for him. It's so good to see his rattled brain get a little bit of peace. When my friends do well I feel like I'm doing well. All is right with the world. I don't understand people who get jealous of their friends' success. It's such a rush to me. To most people, probably. Maybe it has to do with not competing in the same field.