Or wait, wait. Is it is a larger commentary on how women get taken advantage of, chopped down bit by bit, and sold for parts so that some spoiled oversized child gets to travel, work, and live his best life and in the end, he’s not satisfied anyway and we wind up feeling insufficient because he’s squandered everything we gave him while we’ve been rooted to the same spot trying to grow against all odds but ended up a withered stump which, in our final moments, he actually sits upon?