Fireworks From My Window

The day has been moving in slow motion and it seems that the holiday has brought a sort of calm to the area. The normally busy streets of San Francisco were rather empty. People were a little less loud. The best team in baseball timely toned down their offense against the defensive minded Atheltics, and my basketball night at the school was disappointingly slow. I think I will finish up the day by watching the fireworks from my window and then going to sleep. After all, I do have school tomorrow.



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