there’s been a mistake...the bling ring, you guys won best picture. this is not a joke, the bling ring has won best picture...the bling ring, best picture!
my heart pounds. the bell chimes. the clock ticks.
we dance the dance of freedom to the sound of the whirling snow storm. objects moving through time, time moving through objects. a poetic ballet on the squeaky clean tile floors, a lifetime passed before our eyes.
who am i? who are we?
what am i waiting for?
what are you waiting for?
what are we waiting for?
we think back on everything we took for granted. playing on the playground…