Also, I had some McDonald's sweet tea.
With the residual aroma of fireworks still seeping through the windows, I sit down to compose while my mind clamors to complete its list of Everything I Should Be Doing Before I Leave For Camp Tomorrow.
It will wait a few moments.
Fourth of July always reminds me of this scene in The Sandlot.
I cry every time I see it.
When Ray Charles sings America the Beautiful? Wow. Life doesn't get much better.