I come into the bedroom and see the clothes strewn on the bed. That morning I only listened to him preparing for the job interview but now – a little bit later – the episode was filled with the missing visual elements.
I see the possibilities that he turned down (although I had had no time to examine the one he took up). I feel how nervous he was, pressed by hesitation and lack of time. And then I smile because I realise how similar we are sometimes.
And in that particular moment… I like it.
photography by Emmalyn Sullivan