Supposed to be on holiday and I am on holiday but I’m also thinking about where he goes, why he goes, why she can’t help him, I’m thinking of every man I know and love who I’ve seen like this, every little holiday that feels so plain and so un special, every video you think is too much, every photo that becomes the only thing you have left. And I’m thinking about how hard it is to make anyone feel any of that if it doesn’t belong to you, thinking about how words for all of this don’t even scratch the surface, and I’m thinking about how I really don’t think anyone who made this knows how unlike anything else it is. Just more tears and more love and a little smile and a huge massive thank you to them.