That's a line from a Kent song.
That's also how I felt about tonights family dinner...
Other than that Christmas has been fine. Dinner and stuff with my parents and then on the evening I met up with some friends and got completly wasted, as promised and in shame. The next morning I woke up and found bits and pieces of a glass on the floor in my kitchen and the contence of my bag everywhere. I can't remember how I got home.
The day after I watched actors studio with John Cusack.
John ventuerd into the subject of Jung and the shadow-self. Very interesting indeed.
His point was that we humans try all kinds of tricks to hide our most inner self, but as an actor you have to work against that and learn how to feed off your fear from exposing your feelings too much. That's how you get good. And if you're bad it's only becasue of your natural instinct to protect yourself.
I feel this has an important meaning to me,
but the specifics are as of yet un-clear.
In a haze I'm leaving Stockholm
and let the red-lights guide me: