I was driving at night, over a bridge in the dark, and at the other side of the river, I saw a large white diamond shape. It was dim, but I could tell that it was diamond shaped and that it was lighter than its surroundings. I thought it must be a funky-shaped billboard. But I remembered there is a church with a large diamond-shaped window, and that might be what it is. Or it might be something completely different, and I can’t tell. On this side of the bridge I couldn’t see if it was a piece of cardboard or a grand cathedral or some mystical third option. But I knew there was something there, and I knew it was getting closer.