On the edge of the world

This photo was taken by me yesterday, when I was hitchhiking home. I so wanted to get there sooner, and stopped cars until the last ray of light. But I had to spend the night on the roadside in the tent.

The last night I did not think about work, could not look at the monitor screen. He only enjoyed life, lived the last evening, every minute. And I did not know what would prepare for me a new day, because he could be the last.

The driver of a car passing by us could turn over, and we would not wake up any more.