Don't walk in front of me...( in English , Ukranian y Español)
Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend. Albert Camus All the colorful individuals I've created for my screen play seem to have fled. They've escaped from my mind . Jumped ship. I feel bereaved. I can't locate them. Five years ago in the far south of Patagonia, after a long day on an old tourist boat exploring icebergs and awesome glaciers, I had a 'vision.' We were crossing a turquoise lagoon. I was sitting alone at the back of the motor boat. Everybody else was inside, huddled together, sleeping off a late large lunch eaten on a small island. I forget it's name. I'd eaten half a tuna sandwich and an apple.I was thirsty. My gaze was focused on the mountains we were leaving, not on the view we were heading towards. I felt profoundly sad. A humiliating experience on the island had triggered a tsunami of self doubt. What I was doing with my lif...