It was my first time playing with fireworks.
I was afraid of them at first but as they crackled and came alive, exploding in the sky, I got rid of my fear and found myself getting nearer and nearer to them. I inched towards them, attracted to their danger. I dazzled in their brilliance. I drowned in their simplicity - just gunpowder, heat, light.
That night I kept hoping for a little more permanence in my life.
But fireworks, as we all know, are the direct opposite of permanence.