Yesterday was Independence Day. Like every family, we went to go watch the fireworks display. Something about watching fireworks is helplessly romantic to me. Maybe it's just the idea of laying on a picnic blanket with your significant other watching fireworks go off in the sky, or maybe it's just the smell of summer air and watching little kids run around with tattoos on their faces. It just seems so spectacular, so surreal.
Its the smell of summer love in the air. No matter where we go it will always be surreal...
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