Surreal Life

January 31, 2005

This afternoon I went to the producer’s home office to do some work and after a little while, there was a ring at the gate. It was a girl scout selling cookies. After pre-ordering a box and speaking with her, I realised she was from next door and that I had just ordered cookies from Steven Spielberg’s daughter.

What is strange about this event is how unstrange it really was. It wasn’t surreal, or odd, or anything other than ordinary. Being here and all the events that are going on are much more normal than one would ever think.

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