This piece is meant to evoke a series of longing and waiting for a next move that is invariable just out of reach and never materializes. Waiting around as the light outside dims and the light of the motel room, which is acting as a transient space to wait out the next thing you are trying to get as you plot for yourself. Reflecting in the small space you have made for yourself hoping that what is just out of reach can become a bit clearer for you to lift yourself out of a bad, maybe even desperate situation and continue to move on.
