Not gonna lie, this one hurt. I really felt we belonged in this festival. But I can’t honestly say I’m surprised either. And yes, I confess, I cried about it. It’s not the first rejection and it won’t be the last. But this one I cried about. The first few no’s always feel the worst; until you remember they are the foundation upon which we pile all the future yes’s.
So you put that Beyonce song you love on repeat, put the final touches on that final beast of a reel #4, and KNOW that the festival we do get into is actually the festival where we belong.
Better Half is going to have a great life, just you wait and see.