I don’t even know what to say anymore
Oh, hi friends!
I don’t even know what to say anymore, except…
It's time to move.
Do. Try. Pitch. Pivot.
If you’ve stuck yourself, go unstick yourself.
Stop waiting. Stop waiting. Stop waiting.
The Earth is spinning no matter what you do.
Guess what?
You have legs.
You can walk all over it, too.
Don’t waste time with things that bore you.
Don’t waste time with people who drain you.
Don’t waste time.
Move. Move. Move. MOVE.
I can’t name a single Kanye West song (my time working at Billboard counted for nothing?!) but I'm feeling these tweets.
My friend Erik Sutch made a movie. (My friends are amazing!) He’s having his first New York screening on Sunday, May 20 at 6 p.m.
Claire is an abortion doctor living in a post-industrial America where football no longer exists, but TRAP laws still do. After restrictive state regulations force Claire to shut down her clinic, she drives a taxi while waiting to reopen. The senator who was instrumental in passing the legislation dies in her backseat, and his wife and daughter come out of the woodwork and into Claire’s life.
Get your tickets to Careful Not to Cry.
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Thanks, as always, for reading.
Love, Kara