I need blinders. I need to keep moving forward.-Jon
Hey everyone. This is something I drew awhile back.
Driving south has left me highly stressed and still exhausted. We drove for 26 out of 48 hours. I have never been more sure that I'm meant for the north. I've never felt so confused about a state as Tennessee. It seems like every exit has an Adult Megastore, next to a Fireworks Store, Next to a Giant Cross overlooking several large churches. So when you're done with that new blow up goat you just bought you can walk half a block to repent. Tennessee has the landscape of Virginia, and is truly stunning to see. Too bad Dollywood and Massive Religious symbols have to sully it.
As it just so happens about a week ago I started outlining a screenplay about a young man who decides to go on a road trip to meet his estranged father. In preparation for it I began reading Oedipus Rex and Brothers Karamazov. Now, in life's strange way, I have to drive to Alabama, to meet my dad for the first time. In a courtroom... I'm trying to get $10,000 in back child support. I leave tomorrow morning at 6am. Hopefully I won't explode and maybe, just maybe, I can channel it into something impacting.