Hiding in the bushes. Stalking my prey, I see it. There is a light that shines brighter than the sun's son. I can look at it... and 'it' can look at me. I say "hey, whats up?". It looks at me for, what feels like an eternity, never breaking the eye contact that was never not made. "Nothing much", 'it' replied. "Okay", I said back. We parted ways, never once did I see 'it' again......