Making a documentary consists of a series of waiting. We often have shooting days where nothing works as we expect. In documentary, you lose your sense of order of events, as if nothing happens at all through your lens, and all of a sudden, everything happen all at once. And you are never sure whether the nothing that happens or the everything would actually end up being an integral part to your story. So you push the record button, wait around, light a cigarette, take a sip of water, look into the tired eyes of your teammate, and smile with a nod, tacitly informing your teammate that you have not fallen asleep. But to the outsiders, you will look as if you’ve fallen so much in love with that which is in the shot.