Why do I Care?

i am sitting at a film set- helping when i can. i used to fit in here. i used to film normal here. over the past year i have missed being part of this like i used to be. but i am back now, and i am excited to be here again.

i can't wait for andy to actually pick up the camera and start filming. he is so happy when a camera is in his hand, and i love to watch it and have missed it.

not to mention, my birthday is in a few hours and i leave for europe in the morning. i am so excited and happy with my life at this one moment. i am happy.

side note... nothing is capitalized because i am on my phone and it will not let me make caps. driving me crazy as an english teacher.

but, my real point is, with all this goodness, why do i care that there is a person on set who is treating me like shit. he came inhating me, and continues to just be rude. i have never met this person before tonight, but he is rude and it is personal. why do i care/