[Draft Series] 3, 2, 1

Original draft: September 7, 2015

As we sat and watched the lights, the simple, silly things I’ve seen so many times before, I felt a huge bubble start to form in my stomach. I sat with it for a minute, singing along to the not-at-all shocking soundtrack of Katy Perry, and eventually as I watched the fireworks bursting, one, another, another, I wiped a tear away from my cheek.

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