170 – LA Film Fest Day Nine

shhh. it's going to be okay

shhh. it’s going to be okay

Well, here we are at the end of the road. Yesterday I talked about how important it can be for unhealthy relationships to experience a little separation. While my relationship with the LA Film Fest has certainly been unhealthy, that’s not the only thing I’ve had to let go of recently. I found out this evening that two of my best friends are leaving Los Angeles in the next couple of months. It is rough news to receive, especially for a shut-in like myself. If I hadn’t already committed to the Film Fest thing for today’s review, you would probably be reading “170 – Abandonment” right now. But my self-imposed assignment has forced me to achieve a modicum of closure. I can’t rant too much about losing good soldiers to domesticity, because the key to letting go is finding that little piece of acceptance.

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169 – LA Film Fest Day Eight

club sandwich still

As we learned yesterday, connection can be very important. Without substantial relationships, a human life might feel less than human. But it is possible for a relationship to become too close. Sometimes we have to learn to let go. Day Eight of the Los Angeles Film Festival was a lesson in moving on. Continue reading