Fireworks

I've never been been a fan of fireworks while growing up. Sitting and staring as a little firecracker get's lite up shot into the air on what must be a incredible high only to explode into pretty colors and then disapear. Sometimes leaving a little smog trail or some sparkle. However in the end really there is nothing left of it leaving the sky back to being empty and lonely.

Lately it seems that I've become draw to it for a reason I cannot explain. It's not like I don't know that the show will begin, there will be lots of pretty colors and combinations of fireworks which I admit can be both artistically pleasing and at times intriguing. Some even feature music to go along with it and other special effects. After a random time there will be a huge bang of multiple ones and then all is done.

Being a strong believer of the common saying Everything Happens For a Reason it does not confuse me why I have suddenly been drawn to fireworks. But rather why is it so hard to stop watching. Usually it starts without me actually knowing since I'm always attempting to multitask and just enjoy the enviroment. Once it starts it so fascinating that I find myself wanting to grasp and enjoy every moment of it. Only when I'm completely into it do I realize that the end is near and yet I still try cherishing every little moment. Only to end up shocked staring at an empty sky and after a few moments of being able to grasp that there is nothing left... the loneliness sets in. Only to think it was pretty and entertaining while it lasted too bad it was for such a short time.