Tuesday, September 22, 2015

This all ends...

with me on the Big Island, timing sushi, and looking into the sunset.

Love Don't Come Easy

Aer's  is watching a climatic sequence. The mixture of video and music are coming to a head. They are intesecting.

Aer's macBook dies.
Synced with the climax.

He searches in the blinding dark for the outlet, holding the AC in his right hand.
He finds the jack.