To the Water That Steams

With nothing but clothes on his back and the weight of the past on his shoulders, he left home by train never to return again. He went into shock trying to swim across a river in the depths of Winter, and was found dead weeks after. This film is in mourning, dedicated to a childhood friend and overwhelmed by the disaster. The route is predetermined and cyclical, in coming to terms with the despair of reality again and again. There is hope he hasn’t gone, not in Spirit when it snows.