Glow worms would be fun with this idea but a birthday candle had to suffice.

My book group is reading The Flame Thrower by Rachel Kushner. Manipulating the swooshy candle image reminded me of a line from the protagonist as she races across the Bonneville salt flats on her 1977 650cc Valera motorcycle at 150+ mph:

“The photograph would be nothing but a trace. A trace of a trace. They might fail to capture entirely what I hoped for, the experience of speed.”

Whoosh… such is a single human life on this planet. A trace.