"Alright, see you tomorrow," I say as I make my way crossing all people, the cameraman, the makeup artist, the fashion designer, the hairdresser, and specifically my director, Adam William Marker? Maybe, I thought it was Marker; maybe it is Parker.

Geez!! I don't know.

Well, I forgot to introduce myself. But, it is never too late, so, hi there!! My name is Ian Anderson, the highest-paid actor and damn!! I am very famous.

I don't remember, this particular director's name, because I, willingly, did critical movies, that might not hold a popular status, but stood right apart from all the others. So, he wasn't very famous or the production house wasn't well to do, but I chose the story, which had the power to bend the world. The story was about dealing with life, about problems that every, single being faces. The wonderful thing was that I was playing all these various roles, all by myself. I was playing the role of a school going child, a teenager, a middle-aged man, an old man, and a dead being.

Bliss!!

I was very happy with my work. I did self-explanatory, non-explanatory, amazing yet with a lot of variety. I did the roles of characters, people don't appreciate it, and they don't want to do, like LGBTQ+.

I descended the stairs of the caravan, after spending hours on washing my makeup which was awesomely done to perfection, and changing my randomly amazing outfit.

"Awesome shoot today sir. Tomorrow's shoot begins at 12 noon." The director appreciated stating with a huge smile stretched on his face. I didn't quite remember his name, but I went with the flow, "Right ho!! Mate, I will be there at 12." And with that, I raced out to the parking lot.

Before getting in, I put on my glasses and a cap, to sincerely and effectively, avoid media and people.

I do not hate to admit that sometimes I want to be left alone like I just want to breathe, no work, and probably to just sit in my comfy clothes and to relax. I feel like going to a place where breathing is more important than earning, where you could be whatever you wanted and no one gives a damn about it.

But, it isn't really possible, when you are the most famous actor. You are bound to be surrounded by people everywhere, they appear to be fans, reporters, random media coverage people, who have no other work, but to stick their nose out into other people's business. Just yesterday, I was watching the television and switched on to a 'News' channel and found them having a conversation about Bill Gates' smile if it was appealing or rude. I mean, there is more to talk about, like the rapid increase of the population and measures to control it or talk about the global warming, but they do not even find the need of mentioning the topic or bringing it to public notice, let alone talking and having suggestions over the current, most acknowledged issues.

Also, I feel media, when I was little was more flexible, they stuck to the point and mainly covered news, like, real news, not just a 'peek into some actor's life', but some political, some global, some sports news and I believe I liked it that ways. I absolutely find no need for this irrelevant media, but then again, I can't ignore the fact that without them interfering in our lives, we can't get famous and it is best to get yourself acknowledged.

This sudden media transformation has had its own, very unique effects on teenagers, they have suddenly started to believe that life is very simple and everything can be earned easily, moreover, they even feel, that there is no need to earn, but we can not, even if we wish to, but we can not ignore the fact that somewhere we all need money, to die for as well. Even if you just want to die, 'peacefully', not ending up on top of a garbage mountain, you should have enough money, to at least get a proper cremation. You have to have money to get a coffin, to get woods, to get yourself a proper, not stylish, but normal cremation. To lie in heaven peacefully, you have to have money. Of course, we do not carry money when we go to God, to rest in peace, in his lap, in heaven, but we certainly need money for all other things. If you say, money isn't important, I would suggest you to replay the sentence in your head, and come at levels with reality. You will then understand, what I mean, is completely ordinary and normal and specifically meaningful.

I slide into my car's driver's seat and settle in, comfortably. I decided to let my driver have a day off because he had been wandering with me everywhere, and I personally, believed I had been troubling him a lot lately, asking him to take me to my friends', directors', parents' houses, quite often and this week was also packed. Also, he had his daughter's birthday coming up next week and so I decided to leave him alone, for a while, after all, everyone works for money and where is he to go? He would be back.

I placed my key in the engine and turned it swiftly. The engine started with a roar and I drove off, away from the workplace. Well, it isn't actually a workplace, like they shouldn't really call it a workplace, because, I get all facilities there, from air-conditioned restrooms to delicious and hygienic food, legit everything. But, I think that is how it is, I cannot do anything about it can I?

I decided to ride towards my house since my movie projects have been completed and this is my 'me' time, a mini-vacation time. I am going to pamper myself to food, sea, beach, mountains, and rains. I legit have a lot of problems deciding between, beaches or mountains; I think I will just ring up Katy, my personal assistant, to ask for suggestions and then later ask her to book the tickets.

Talking of relaxing, I think it is very important to spend the most time with yourself, and therefore, instead of taking the short route to my house, I decided to take up the long route, which begins from a highway and ends at a highway. It is a long route and it is evening, I might end up seeing Venus, you know? The evening star. I had always dreamt of going to 'the space', but then life brought me here, and I don't regret it, but every time I look towards the sky, I feel, that I wish I had known, what it would be like, to be in space, amongst stars and planets?

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//Hola Amigos!!

How's everybody?

Honestly, I was waiting for today, because it is the 15th of July and also the book is called '15 Hours'.😇😅

Also, I will try to be regular but, because I have tests this entire week and the week coming up, I might not be actively posting. Please bear!!😶🙏🏻

Yes, I am back and yes, I have definitely a lot in store for you all!!😁😁

Honestly, I love space and want to be an astronaut, and that is why I legit end up mentioning 'the universe' in every story..........I am horribly sorry!!😶😬

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