i turned down my music and picked up my phone.
"where are you?"
"at the top of a parking garage. i'm watching 5 different firework shows at once."
Ok, maybe i was a little disappointed that N and i couldn't watch the 4th of July fireworks together. that i wasn't in orlando and he wasn't here.
while he watched them from the top of a parking garage, i was watching the colors at 70mph from my windshield & rearview mirror. i too, saw various shows that ranged from Reeds lake to Burton Heights.
initially, i had wanted to be downtown. lost in the throngs of people. searching for that perfect spot that would offer the perfect view. i wanted to feel the hard ground under the soft blanket. i wanted to wipe away beads of sweat from my forehead and lament at how long it would take for the sun to set and the show to start.
but as i drove down the highway i was offered a different vantage point that was just as beautiful. the perfect night sky - a deep black saturated with bursts of white & red & blue. in various shapes and textures & rhythms. i got to look down at the throngs of people. the bridges so crowded. people standing at the top of parking garages. some flying in airplanes up ahead. others stopping on the side of the highway to look up to the sky.
i rode on by. with my windows down. music on soft. listening for the inevitable pop of the fireworks and then looking up.
joining with all the others who stop for one night of the year to admire the sky.
"where are you?"
"at the top of a parking garage. i'm watching 5 different firework shows at once."
Ok, maybe i was a little disappointed that N and i couldn't watch the 4th of July fireworks together. that i wasn't in orlando and he wasn't here.
while he watched them from the top of a parking garage, i was watching the colors at 70mph from my windshield & rearview mirror. i too, saw various shows that ranged from Reeds lake to Burton Heights.
initially, i had wanted to be downtown. lost in the throngs of people. searching for that perfect spot that would offer the perfect view. i wanted to feel the hard ground under the soft blanket. i wanted to wipe away beads of sweat from my forehead and lament at how long it would take for the sun to set and the show to start.
but as i drove down the highway i was offered a different vantage point that was just as beautiful. the perfect night sky - a deep black saturated with bursts of white & red & blue. in various shapes and textures & rhythms. i got to look down at the throngs of people. the bridges so crowded. people standing at the top of parking garages. some flying in airplanes up ahead. others stopping on the side of the highway to look up to the sky.
i rode on by. with my windows down. music on soft. listening for the inevitable pop of the fireworks and then looking up.
joining with all the others who stop for one night of the year to admire the sky.
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