We who run, damp cool earth beneath our bare feet, to that place where the forgotten meadows hold hands with heaven, that place where a dream waits to be granted...we are Rainbow Chasers...

Admit it...there was a time in your life when every rainbow was a road to a pot of gold and a billion angels danced on the head of every pin, Santa Clause was comeing to down and Easter was more about candy then Christ, the born to the air jellyfish that you beheld on independance day werent noise makers, they were magic, and goblins hid beneath every porch and down every unlit path in Halloween...you never even questioned it... it was the truth...is there something wrong with me wanting the world to have that kind of meaning again?.

This image does no justice to the rainbow, it was a double bow, and the most vivid ive seen in years, it actually spanned across the entire sky and was so bright and vivid youd have thought you could break a piece off and eat it like candy...and i was all alone, not a soul to share it with....