“My mother is on the couch. At this point, she does move from the couch. There was a time, until a few months ago, when she was still up and about, walking and driving, running errands. After that there was a period when she spent most of her time in her chair, the one next to the couch, occasionally doing things, going out, whatnot. Finally she moved to the couch…”

—Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius

And, with those lines I was hooked. For a 20-year-old who’d just lost his mother to cancer and watch her do just that, those lines rang truer than anything I’d ever read and have read since. I was unbelievably jealous of his ability to write and express what I was feeling. It’s still my favorite book because of it.

This photo is part of Descriptio and to me it represents both sunsets, the fading out of life (since this polaroid soon will be very, very faded), but also the fun of life with the people mingling and all the good stuff as well. It’s not meant to be sad, or depressing, just to remind me that we’re only here for a such a short while, and, yes to savor every goddamn sunset.