That moment, mid-dinner party when a part of old life coincides so violently with new life. When they're talking about babies and sleep patterns and you find a piece of scrap material of a previous life; a part of film industry and late night and everything you've ever known in your back pocket. The slow, quiet contemplation of how different things are now. How quickly your life can become so foreign. But the juxtaposition is intriguing, pulls you in for more. Life swirls and changes and moves and drags at you, an endless change. That moment.