Fireworks naturally scare me, except for the colour. However, their sound is rather pointless. But I did enjoy the colour play on last night’s sky, especially the moment when enough smoke was in the air for the clouds to look like a shadow roaming when another colour exploded.
Still there is this creepy feeling which reminds me of New Years Eve when everybody thinks a new year brings the changes we long waited for. A sheer a moment of instability, when a tower is about to collapse when it strikes midnight. Sudden changes are just not my thing.