Sometimes you just catch the moment.
Here, young Rusty is perched atop his own chair in his own bed, looking out the front window of his own house at a planet which he at least believes to be his own. He sighed deeply when I made him turn around for the camera.
What a hard life!
All that good work of walking, studying, and starving myself all winter long? It’s on its way out, and it’s not hard to understand why. All it takes is a five day road trip – a short vacation – to undo it all. Five days of sitting on my arse, holding a steering wheel, five days of this kind of thing for breakfast, five days of saying “what the hell, I’m on holiday!”
So now the trip is done. Now I must get back to work and re-double the effort to lose what was gained.
After all, not all gains are desirable.