for some reason, for myself, fireworks have almost always brought along the connotation of romance.
… that of which i am quite uninterested in at this moment in life.
therefore, today was less than spectacular.
perhaps a few years down the road i’ll have someone to lay with on a blanket, staring straight overhead at the colors exploding in the sky.
but until then, i’d rather just curl up and fall asleep…
which is exactly what i’m about to do.
oh, and turn on some explosions in the sky… how fitting.