27. Don’t Stop Now

At the bar’s edge, where the light dims just enough to let the mind wander, sits a figure lost in reverie. The caption speaks to the double-edged sword of escapism, the alluring paths of what-ifs and might-have-beens. To his side, the world goes on—glasses clink, conversations murmur—but he’s adrift in his own narrative. It’s a moment we all know, finding sanctuary in daydreams when reality bites a tad too hard.

Yet there’s a shadow in this refuge; linger too long, and the dreams that once dulled life’s edges can sharpen into reminders of what we’re missing out on. He’s the embodiment of every soul that’s ever used the stars not just to wish upon, but to hide behind.