The moon was magical when I was a kid. I still have a vivid memory of one night playing outside with a friend. We started walking home and were fascinated with how the moon seemed to stay directly over our heads. It seemed like we were covering a long distance but it stayed there watching over us. Then we got to the point where we were almost home and had to walk in opposite directions. We were excited to see what the moon was going to do. Amazingly, the moon split itself into two identical orbs so that we each had our own light to get safely home by.