I just realized something. Thanks to the nature of the internet, it is my duty to share it with you.
I don’t like watching fireworks.
It’s never interesting, you know? It’s the same awful music playing at some carnival-esque atmosphere full of drunken idiots and small children making their small children noises and smells. You get eaten by mosquitoes for your troubles, and at the end of it, you get to enjoy an absurdly long wait as you and every other person in the county rushes home all at once.
It’s a hassle.
Am I just jaded? I seem to remember having these magical experiences as a child where my grandfather would pull out a ladder, and we would climb up to the roof of the house and watch fireworks going off at all the local parks. If I could replicate that experience, i would be pretty excited.
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