We all have that one mood where we just want to blend into the background and observe the chaos without participating. Frankly, I relate to this little dude on a spiritual level. He’s just clinging to the textured plaster, utilizing his best camouflage, desperately hoping nobody asks him about his five-year plan or tries to make small talk about the weather. When I brought the macro lens in close to capture those incredible, scaly details and the moody lighting, he didn't even flinch. He just gave me this heavy-lidded, exhausted look that universally translates to, "Please, no eye contact." Same, buddy. Same…..