I got lost over the weekend while driving through Columbus, Ohio (I was scouting for a documentary that I’m producing and directing, but more on that later).
While I was trying to figure out how an interstate that ran East and West could all of sudden run East and South, I realized two things:
1. I’m buying a GPS.
2. Getting lost is OK.
Sure, I was an hour late and lost my voice screaming at the Lord of the Highways, but I still made it to my destination.
Whenever you’re lost, you always end up getting to your destination eventually, don’t you? You never just pull over and say, “That’s it. I’m done. I’m going to sit in my rental car until the scavengers pick over my bones.” No, you stop, regroup, pick up a McDonald’s fountain Coke, ask for directions, get mad, listen to music, get mad again, call friends for help, and then finally, you make it.
Remember this the next time you’re writing or producing a project and are frustrated that you’re not reaching your deadline on time.
It’s OK to be late . . . The Lord of the Highways knows it took us 4 years to get Altar Boyz right and we took many a wrong turn along the way (remind me to tell you about the time that Abraham’s name was Leonard and Luke was addicted to Vicodin).
Sure we would have liked to have gotten there a lot faster, but making sure you get there is the most important part.
Just ask these guys how happy they were that they didn’t turn around and go home at some point during their 7 year trip.