Our memories, do so.
memories from the solace of the sun....
my memory
memories, and the hope of the day to come out and conquer the darkness in the morning. well, unless the sun somehow got destroyed......but I don't think that'll be happening for a couple million years or so.
The wind on your face the floor beneath your feet the sound in your ears and the feeling that you have not moved though other thing may. Stand still and the image will never change.
The darkness itself.
The after glow of our emotions.
I preserve the image of the day by looking forward to the next morning.
Back to the Future!
...the promise of a new one