You all stop, look at the hole, and collectively have that feeling of it being done. There’s no need for words. You came together, you dug a hole, now to go back to your separate vacations/lives and think back wistfully on the better days in the hole.
How’d you guys know it was done?
You all stop, look at the hole, and collectively have that feeling of it being done. There’s no need for words. You came together, you dug a hole, now to go back to your separate vacations/lives and think back wistfully on the better days in the hole.
It’s just done when it’s done, or when mom calls for you to go home.