I wanted to be a working actor so badly. I wanted to belong and feel like I was valued and seen. Well, now I am a working actor, and I guarantee you it's not because I suffered or worried over it. As I look back, the road to where I am today has been a series of happy accidents I was either smart or stupid enough to take advantage of.
Happy Accidents, p. 1
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment