Today had been an odd day. I enjoyed a BBQ at a friend of a friend's but left around 4 or 5. Nothing else to do, no idea where the Fireworks would be and didn't really care because the crowds would have been ridiculous anyway. I figured I would stay home, read my book and make some Fireworks of my own.
I had been reading for a few hours when I heard this BANG! BANG! BANG! It was alarmingly close to my building but I couldn't see anything. I snagged a jacket and went to investigate. I saw people pouring out of the different buildings in my complex sporting blankets as jackets. They were all heading in the same direction: the West Campus field. It is HUGE!
When I got there, there were many people either in clusters of families or cuddling in couples. There was still plenty of room for more people. Everyone had their own bubble around them. One group was blasting music from a radio.
I settled on a good spot and was pleasantly surprised to find our very own Fireworks show sprouting from Gershing Park; less than a mile away. I had the music to listen to and the show was great! It was perfectly long and the finale was compatible to that of Tahoe's famous. I thought to myself, "Despite the rocky day, I got my Fireworks after all..."
I sat alone, but really enjoyed the show. It's amazing how after 21 years of seeing Fireworks, I can still almost be brought to tears. Fireworks are timeless and simple and they bring people together for a ridiculous purpose. But hey, it's awesome!
I had a great time, but don't get me wrong. The loneliness has set in. No one to watch the Fireworks with and no phone call either. I know I need to make some friends, but I can't help but feel forgotten sometimes...
I hope everyone enjoyed their Fourth of July. I am off to finish my book and possibly knit. Goodnight!
P.S. My Facebook has been reincarnated!
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