Sir in the Gutter
Essay by Stefen • December 18, 2012 • Essay • 364 Words (2 Pages) • 1,435 Views
Film is the only thing that never fails to portray or spread emotion. It has always been there for me, like a window I can always look through, an escape out of cold reality. A day dream we can display to others, an opportunity to get your point across. This is the career which I have chosen, one filled with freedom and passion, being driven to the point of perfection, questioning can it be better? This drive I need to breathe, for without it what's keeping me from a stationary life? Film is the only thing that never fails to portray or spread emotion. It has always been there for me, like a window I can always look through, an escape out of cold reality. A day dream we can display to others, an opportunity to get your point across. This is the career which I have chosen, one filled with freedom and passion, being driven to the point of perfection, questioning can it be better? This drive I need to breathe, for without it what's keeping me from a stationary life? Film is the only thing that never fails to portray or spread emotion. It has always been there for me, like a window I can always look through, an escape out of cold reality. A day dream we can display to others, an opportunity to get your point across. This is the career which I have chosen, one filled with freedom and passion, being driven to the point of perfection, questioning can it be better? This drive I need to breathe, for without it what's keeping me from a stationary life? Film is the only thing that never fails to portray or spread emotion. It has always been there for me, like a window I can always look through, an escape out of cold reality. A day dream we can display to others, an opportunity to get your point across. This is the career which I have chosen, one filled with freedom and passion, being driven to the point of perfection, questioning can it be better? This drive I need to breathe, for without it what's keeping me from a stationary life?
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