Pretty

Millions of fireworks, each exploding in one final shower of glory before vanishing from existence forever.

That's the image that played in my head as we drove home tonight. The official soundtrack for the movie consisted of conversations I had at dinner with the American University crowd. How thinking you're a superhero and being one isn't really all that different. How Will-I-Am is Will-I-Ain't present in the market. How to finger-pop olives.

I thought about seeing Sean! again, about how things change, about how things don't. I thought about how much I enjoy surprises, and how laughter come so easily. I thought about laughing alone in a field.

I thought about the tattoo I'm going to get--the one of the joker with the ansated iron-cross tattoo. I thought about how important symbolism can be, if what you think doesn't always fit into words. I thought about how important self-control is. I thought briefly of my brother--and then I played with the dogs.

I thought about awkward brownies.