missing it

I didn’t leave. I walked around the village until I found some old structures:

…and the desert park behind them:

It wasn’t a very big desert. In fact, it was tiny as hell:

I took my shoes off and wandered around in the dunes:

Looked at weird plants…

…left my footprint here…

…and there:

Made a video in which I talk into the camera:

And another, much nicer one of the darkness falling upon the desert dunes:

I stayed until the dunes started to turn black:

Then I walked around the village looking for food:

In some parts it was very calm and peaceful:

In other parts people were apparently arguing on the street:

When I was done with my dinner, most of the lights had died:

…and the stars were shining upon me:

I was thinking of those quiet Gobi skies under which I had slept four years ago.

And I suddenly realized how much I would miss all of this later on.