Trails of Smoke
Happy New Year! First off, let me wish all who read this a splendid new 365. May all your wildest dreams come true. I wouldn't say I'm alone in reinforcing that the end of the year brings with it two main things: reflecting on the year past and pondering the year to come. And there are so many ways to do each, the newest of them being that cliche-Instagram-review-video thing. There's so much fun in it all, wondering what the new year will hold I mean, which leads to my next point, the fun of fireworks. I took my first venture to a fireworks shop this week and checked out all that was in store for us (pun intended). Then, as we were playing with sparklers on New Year's Eve, I noticed something I'd never noticed before; something I noticed based on the fact that I'm getting older and wiser and more mature, or that sparklers get more boring the older you get. Probably the latter. I was flipping and flailing around my sparkler in the fashion of an EKG m...