Can you Catch a Firefly?

We were born into a world of magic; adults lived in the bright, obvious, serious, boring world, we moved in the shadows; in a world of endless possibility, we were sure of the magic, the air crackled as we moved through it, a familiar pleasant silent buzz in our ears, life coursing through us; older people went about their dreary days, toiling, hardly noticing the adventures taking place around them, under foot, those times long forgotten, lost now, buried under hurt, pain, heartache thats just for the olds. We made our world, every moment to come sure to be more amazing than the last, glittering, elusively…