Last Night New Jersey Got Confused

Yes, I could sense the entire state’s state of mind.  Mostly from the frantic fireworks they were setting off like it was someone’s birthday.

No, no, Jersey–Independence Day is on the fourth, not the first.

But who’s complaining.  I got a lovely show across the river.  Two for the price of one.  One war, mind you, but that predates me by sufficient time for me to simply gaze at fireworks with almost no thought for that to which it hearkens.

Speaking of which, what is it about fireworks that so captivates us??

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About sputnitsa

Born in the US, I grew up in Africa and the West Indies, and returned stateside in my teens. After a decade in international development, democracy work, and inclusivity training for domestic NGOs, I joined Peace Corps, and after a year, experienced my first Russian invasion. I followed that up by volunteering with refugees and youth, and after some vacation time climbing minarets and mountains, I returned to New York City, where today I work on social justice with college students, produce short films, and write.
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