Every so often I stop and observe life from a rear-view mirror. Things looks a bit different there. Perhaps it's the the warp of the glass or the size of the "screen," or perhaps it's the odd sensation of looking forward and backward at the same time. Whatever it is, it's good stuff. I don't figure to give it up any time soon.
Yesterday I recorded a scene from the world behind me. And then I drove onward and watched that scene recede into nothingness. I am gone now, and so is the moment. The magic, however, remains.