Away from the crowd and out into the streets we were standing in ones and twos. Arms reaching and blind grasps towards the limits of sequece as lines diverge and converge plotting maps above our heads. Stray light is a midway station between sky and the earth hurtling just out of view as we searched a slow moving star. We tracked the expanse of the night and in four minutes time, the invisible was made visible to our naked eyes. It was so small from this vantage point, and yet, it was I who felt reduced. That was when I came looking for you, as if your presence, just another tangent line, could make me feel larger within a basin of twilight.