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theladywanderer) wrote2020-07-04 09:30 pm
theladywanderer) wrote2020-07-04 09:30 pm
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even during a pandemic, the fourth is for tradition.
it's for remembering to buy hot dogs at the grocery store while grabbing your mask from the passenger seat, celebrating steve rogers' birthday while reading about growing case numbers, listening to npr reporters recite the declaration of independence while scrolling past pictures of protesters on pennsylvania ave.
it's for random pop-boom-bangs all week, with showers of sparkles igniting near enough on the night of to remind you that there's still people out there, even if you haven't seen them in months.
it's for the sparkling firecrackers of the next-door neighbors, your brother going out to see friends once the sun goes down, for lighting candles just after nine because, goddammit, we'll have some kind of fire in here even if i have to set it myself.
it's for jumpy dogs, memories of sticky, crowded evenings on plastic-coated football fields, even stickier, crowded mornings, the sun beating down as the area's finest parade down main street, distributing cheap flags, free totes, melting candy, and the opportunity, just for a second, to really see something cool.
it's for remembering to buy hot dogs at the grocery store while grabbing your mask from the passenger seat, celebrating steve rogers' birthday while reading about growing case numbers, listening to npr reporters recite the declaration of independence while scrolling past pictures of protesters on pennsylvania ave.
it's for random pop-boom-bangs all week, with showers of sparkles igniting near enough on the night of to remind you that there's still people out there, even if you haven't seen them in months.
it's for the sparkling firecrackers of the next-door neighbors, your brother going out to see friends once the sun goes down, for lighting candles just after nine because, goddammit, we'll have some kind of fire in here even if i have to set it myself.
it's for jumpy dogs, memories of sticky, crowded evenings on plastic-coated football fields, even stickier, crowded mornings, the sun beating down as the area's finest parade down main street, distributing cheap flags, free totes, melting candy, and the opportunity, just for a second, to really see something cool.