talking to Dad on FaceTime consists of:

• close ups of his nose, mustache, ear, eye 
• silent moments of him standing in front of the mirror and pointing the camera so I see his whole body
• lots of snorting
• silent moments of him flaring his nostrils to the camera
• 8 seperate occasions of close ups of the sink faucet
• watching him laugh while crouching over the phone and wearing reading glasses so the tears make a puddle on the lens

and that’s about it. literally no content to the conversation