Under my covers before the sky lit up, dreaming of the journey I would take the next day. A day of goodbyes & tears, but also of intense anticipation.
Driving along the 522 headed back towards Seattle, witnessing bombastic celebrations to my right & my left. Just graduating. The pink tinged sky & fireworks pointed towards an encouraging unknown.
Watching 180* of fireworks reflect off Lake Wahington. They might as well be reflecting off my soul. The fireworks have led me somewhere very different than I had imagined two years ago. But still, they point towards shimmering future.