Once again, new York celebrates, who knows what for.
Dec 13th, 2007. A day on which nothing happened, ever.
If I may, I'll choose to use this fireworks display for my own personal celebration.
Although I maybe don't have a lot to celebrate, really.
But maybe I do, maybe I'm supposed to be thinking about it a little bit harder? Maybe Mayor Bloomberg just wanted to give us all this moment to gaze inward and think about the things that are really meaningful to us, that we so often overlook.
I am here at 28, and I am healthy. I don't have to work very hard. I live in a great city, and I have kind, caring friends.
I do not live in the midwest where it would be much harder to find like-minded people, or in a country where there is constant war and bloodshed. I have the leisure to worry about things like what restaurant to eat at and should I get another drink.
There are other things too.
This is what it would look like if New York was attacked by Aliens.
Anyway, I'm not trying to be overly sentimental but sometimes it's good to say these things out loud. They're easy to forget.
And of course, it's at those times when you feel that you more easily forget them, that it's even more important to try to remember.
It can always be party time for you and me! Especially here! Especially now. Always now.
Sometimes the fireworks go up into the clouds and you can't see them anymore. But they're still there, and besides, it makes the clouds look really cool.