An analogy from my mind: time lapse of a single vegetable with all its skin on which is slowly fading, moulding away, the stink and green and white mould spores engulfing the whole eventually.
‘You can never come back from that.’
Heart wrenching, pinching stuff here. I found myself picking at my nails, I hate doing this. But I found myself doing it when this was on screen.
The ONLY thing is I would have loved the smol donkey to…