The best thing that could possibly happen to me, to anyone really, happened to me on Tuesday.
I’ve been a bit down in the dumps lately. My work contracts that I’ve had for the past couple of years are no longer, I’ve recently become single, my phone gave in after 3 good years of service so I’ve been out of contact with people and have generally been going through a period of loss. While the process of letting go is like drinking epsom salts all day everyday, at the end of the day, the universe is removing from my life the things I no longer need, at least in the form that I had become used to them. For me it usually means something better is coming along, something more fulfilling but let that not downplay the levels of grip I tend to have on things I am used to, which makes for a very hard process of letting go. I’ve been going through that, at home, alone, a lot. This past weekend, I think I hit rock bottom when I had the torturous ”what the fuck am I doing with my life” meltdown where all self deprecating pejoratives come together for a little play-date in your head. On Sunday, I purposefully missed calls, cancelled dates and sat in bed eating chips, crying and watching Spike Lee joints all day.
I love Spike Lee. I haven’t seen all 20 of his movies but I’ve seen a good 12 and I savour the moments when I watch a new one because it is usually life changing afterwards. So I watched 3 films on Sunday and some Youtube interviews with him and after this marathon, I felt like I had been baptized. I was totally inspired. I pulled out old scripts that I started writing a year ago, downloaded some books, read article upon article on different things, made notes, read some more, made notes, read some more until I tired myself out way beyond midnight.
On Monday I woke up feeling good, went about my day and continued on my Mars Blackmon high! Tuesday morning, I get an email from an agency that is hosting the Digital Edge Live on 9 September at Sandton Convention Centre. This year’s theme is ”Making Stories”. They want to know if I would like to be a speaker at this year’s conference where Spike Motherfucking Lee is the guest of honor and main speaker!!!!!
Obviously I’m dead and this is being typed by my ghost.