light memory #1

when i was in nursery school i would take the bus to and from school. one day the bus driver was driving awfully close to some trees and the branches would brush up against the side. i happened to be sitting by a window that day. the window was open letting leaves into the bus. i felt really curious and i wanted to touch the leaves while the bus was moving. i stood on the seat so my head is level to the opening, i stuck my arm out the window and touched the leaves at arms length. i didn't really get a kick out of doing that; it felt like tiny bats flying through my fingers, i just like the memory for what it is.