January 22, 2001: Bruises invited by lessons learned

I fell from a tree yesterday—maybe four feet. I remember thinking, “I hope there isn’t a rock below me.” If I had that much time to produce one thought—what must a tree think during its decent to the ice cold Georgia clay begging to consume its final breathe? Al Pacino said last night, “I don’t like being an actor but I am one! It’s what I do! It beats thinking…”

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