Douglas saw headlights for the first time since Christmas. But those headlights were not intended for his shack. In the high, twisting roads of the Blue Ridge Mountains it is rare for people to drive by. It is even more rare to welcome a visitor.
Was it a mistake to have lived her all these years?
Luckily he has his knife and plenty of wood.
Douglas lives way off the smooth roads.
Douglas can respect the trees. Unlike people he has encountered earlier in his life.
Those people are put off by his angry expressions, but he can't appear any other way.
Although Douglas knows almost nothing about eastern religion, he believes that he is the reincarnation of one of the Founding Fathers. He believes that he has had enough of the city life back then, and he can now live in solace in North Carolina.
So when Douglas saw those headlights, he slept on his thoughts. He awoke the next morning and realized that he is happy, and that this place is ideal. Ideal enough to be himself.