The sun's various dots move and settle- and if you're quick enough, move on again- all across the surrounding walls. I'm letting these little dots transport my little thoughts outside my window- because out there they have more space- yea.
 

A moment- me. I gaze through moment- or this moment- or whatever. I'm sort of gazing through the present. I spend a whole day here (where ever here is) sort of gaining something. I'm a moment.