i knew better than he down the road;
seriously, fireworks? metaphorically, the crossover into the new year 2011 is exactly like a shower of fireworks - a moment of sparkle, glitz and glory. then what next? what changes? we're still the same old us, none the wiser than before. despite the transition into 2011, it still felt like the same every morning when we wake up, that it is a new day that has dawned upon us. it's not as if with the arrival of 2011, we awoke to a great epiphany that would change our lives. in a sense, these fireworks served to fill the void in our hearts that cried out for something special or different to enrich and enliven our otherwise monotonously futile lives. it seems so sad that we have to rely on such superficial stimulus in order to grant ourselves fleeting moments of joy, to permit ourselves some elusive ideals of happiness & a sense of living.
that is what fireworks are for. they symbolise the brief spark of excitement that we need in our lives to draw us away from our otherwise unexciting existence.
the sky was dark, but then lit up by an amazing display of colour & sparks. we were captivated for a moment, entranced by the myriad of colour & blinking lights beautifying the sky. & as the last of the fireworks flicker out, we fade back into the uncompromisingly black night sky, the one that will never give anything away & from which we will never get anything either.
sorry katy.
that is what fireworks are for. they symbolise the brief spark of excitement that we need in our lives to draw us away from our otherwise unexciting existence.
the sky was dark, but then lit up by an amazing display of colour & sparks. we were captivated for a moment, entranced by the myriad of colour & blinking lights beautifying the sky. & as the last of the fireworks flicker out, we fade back into the uncompromisingly black night sky, the one that will never give anything away & from which we will never get anything either.
sorry katy.