Set to the somber sounds of gbwhale's "I Walk Alone," this RECord is my interpretation of a man (with hat) who goes to sleep and has the inability to fully realize his dreams due to circumstances of his past.

The visuals in his dreams are fragmented and unclear. The purest images he sees are those of cold ice, and his lonely feet walking through snow. The things that matter, or mattered, to him are fading into unrecognizable memories.