Toward the end of the film Motorcycle Diaries, there's a scene that years later I still carry with me.
Alone and under a bright moon, a young Che Guevara swims across the Amazon River, crossing to the leper colony from the medical quarters. The music is haunting.
It's a dangerous solo journey.
And it's a baptism.
He emerges from the water on the far shore a man and a young revolutionary.
My interest here is the journey.
"We should not attempt to return to a past that no longer exists, or seize upon a future that is forever beyond our reach, but should instead travel along our own inner axes to a more meaningful part of our present selves." Nick Cave
This broke me yesterday.
My aquamarine ink scribbles shimmering and blurring under teardrops.
I still have things to say as a chef, and my door is open to listen always.
But I have reached another shore.
I put a flower in her hair and let her go.
I am a writer.
Soundtrack - 2004