Kobe silhouetted against perfect crisp white snow, under an orange glow of a street light. Looming below him, his mysterious life companion, his shadow.
All of life is a struggle to shine a light on our shadow selves, to define that part of us that acts covertly behind the scenes, with motives more genuine and true and real than we care to admit, too afraid to realize or prescribe over as a product of intent.
– AS