5 inches of...reading

My lines are getting better and instead of getting stuck almost every start, it only happens a few times the whole day. Trying to pin point the exact moment of when I learn something is like trying to remember what it feels like the second you fall asleep. It exists as some mushy grey limbo. I go home, go to bed, and the next morning I'm better at whatever I was doing the day before. Magic.
When I get frustrated, I just think of Vince Vaughn's speech from The Intern where he references Flash dance...I just saw that last night, how fitting.  Actually when I weld each line a number of things go through my mind. It is like a radio switching from song to song, places I want to travel to, how I should of asked out the cute guy at the gas station, how I need more gas, what I should have for dinner, I remind myself to apply to some more jobs, what shoes I want to buy, who would play me in a movie, what I would say to Johnny Depp if I even ran into him.  ect...
I finally go my book. I am going to start reading tonight, as soon as a post this, as soon as I watch the Lone Ranger, as soon as I make dinner...
Johnny Depp says never take your mask off and he is right. He also has a bird on his head and tomorrow, so will I.