The distance feeling in this is almost unbearable, The dim shadows on the wall only appearing in reflections, remind me of those times where you look at yourself the mirror and for a second you see someone (or a part of someone) you had been missing…and turn around to see they were never really there.

Then again, the fact that the shadows also appear only in the frames and the music is very repetitive (and leaves you with this feeling I can’t exactly think of how to explain)…it makes me think of the inability to escape…being trapped in this reoccurring….cycle…of…(and again I’m at a loss of words).

…I’m sorry I wasn’t there when I promised I would be to talk. Something sudden came up and I lost the time I set aside for you. It wasn’t on purpose and again...i'm sorry.