There is fiction in the space between. You ever catch yourself on judging a book by its cover? Cause I have it all the time. How many times I didn’t leave a book on the shelf for this exact reason. This video clip reminds me of the few times I wasn’t wrapped up in my own head, but actually paying attention to my surroundings on a bus (or train or (fill in here)). There is fiction in the space between – my tiny dumb skull and reality. How many thoughts don’t race through that overloaded skull of mine. Unbelievable. You would do and say anything to make your everyday life seem less mundane. I know. I am aware of this fact. Take the girl who’s pretending to be in Egypt, she’s definitely having the same problem. Racing through those thoughts of her. Or the creepy Nazi guy over there. Oops, my bad. Not so much a Nazi. It’s them clothes. He should pay attention to them clothes. But take the guy who’s comforting his girlfriend over there. Oops, my bad. Not so much a guy. Let’s start over. Those thugs, definitely thugs. Thinking they can just vandalize everything. Well, I’m not afraid! I couldn’t care shit, let them go back to wherever they came from and… Oops, my bad. Not so much thug-level in the air. I’m beginning to understand the fiction part of which you speak. Sometimes a lie is the best thing. Yes. I can see why.
Director of MV: Herb Ritts