I’ve just had the most miserable weekend. Three days off and I’ve done nothing with them because I have nothing to do. Then of course at the end I see something that reminds me of how much I’d love to make another film, but I’m still stifled for ideas, let alone ones within my budget, and all my precious attempts were too ambitious and visually stumbled over their own feet resulting in a distinctly unprofessional finished product. So far all I can think of is a guy going back in time to prevent his own past mistake. It’s not much but it’s a start. I’m still lacking that passion though. Then again, I lack passion for any project at all nowadays and it’s what’s been killing me.