Last night right before bed I did an amazing session of EFT Tapping, so good in fact that I couldn’t sleep.
After 45 minutes of pseudo-meditation, I got up and resumed work on the script from about 2 until 5:30 am. [And I more or less finished.]
During one of my breaks at around 4 am, I stumbled on a fascinating rehearsal take of the Way We Were –– with only Marvin Hamlish on piano –– which instead of beginning “Memories light the corners of my mind,” begins with “Daydreams.”
Daydreams vs. Memories.
Today was also the Times Square Solstice celebration organized by my friend since college, Tim Tompkins –– with whom, I just now realize, I strongly associate that song, but that’s a whole other story.
Anyway, it was fascinating since I led one of the yoga class in this celebration’s very first year, which yielded, amongst other things, one of my favorite pictures of me functioning in the world:
[By the way, inspired by Bill Blass’ dictum “When in doubt, wear red,” this is the same Prada pullover that I wore on Regis –– see my PRESS videos if you doubt me.]
It was rather extraordinary teaching a mob in Times Square, although the thing I remember most is that they hadn’t calculated that the stage would be incredibly hot during midday and that the yoga teachers would be barefoot.
Anyway–– crawling into bed and waking at 9 am –– I re-read the entire script, made a few more tweaks, and emailed it off to my producer right before 4:30 Bikram.
And now … giving myself a moment or two off, but launching soon (like tomorrow) into my lit agent’s revisions of the novel so that script/novel sales can fuel each other. [Printed the first 200 pages of the novel and have now run out of black ink so that must wait until the morning.]
But, once again, I’m struck by how this daydream/memory kinda was a real a thing (and full of astonishing photo ops):
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