the sun chased me through the bus window today as i replayed topshe's "imagined light" for the nth time, and when the sun was chasing me i got reminded of the time when i used to sit in the backseat of my parents’ car as they drove us places, facing the back window, looking at the moon, thinking, the moon is following me, at times i would lose sight of the moon but a quick glance around and surely enough i would find her peeking at me in whatever shape/form/avatar she chose to adorn that day, she would paint the sky near her a beautiful silver.