Unearthing so many memories of clutching my gameboy in the back seat and dozing off with it. That feeling of being powerless and adrift, yet in motion nonetheless and holding on to whatever little thing it is that I know and understand and love.
There was a period of time when I would have saved this particular xbox model from a fire, and been left with nothing else. Perhaps I too would have fallen asleep holding it, not knowing where I’d be when I woke up. Absolutely marvelous work as always, thank you
