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Shooting Stars
2001-11-19 - 1:07 p.m.

I watched the meteor shower last night. Or should I say...at 4 a.m. in the freakin' morning!

4 a.m. is not my usual 'rise and shine' time. No, 4 a.m. is my usual 'go to bed time' if I was out the night before, or my 'already-sound-asleep' time.

It was worth it though.

My dad woke me up, then R gave me a wake up call, then my dad made coffee and got me up, and R gave me another call to make sure I was meeting him to watch the shooting stars...

Did I say that I don't usually get up at 4 a.m.?

After I had some coffee in me and got dressed, I went and watched the shower for a bit with my father, then hopped in my car to drive and sit out with R.

It was a purple-blue foggy-mist morning dark when I got in my car, catching falling stars through my windows to the tune of "Smoke on the Water".

Very a'pro pros.

The meteors were *so* bright that after the streaking flashes, a cloud of glowing glittering dust hung in the sky for a few seconds. And they weren't coming sparingly either, I was seeing 5 or 6 a minute.

I had brought a blanket and R and I sat alturnately on the hood of his car and inside of it with the sunroof open when it got too cold; for close to an hour, bundled up and huddled tight, darting eyes all around, trying to see the whole sky all at once, R remarking that he had never actively watched a meteor-shower, arms holding me tight, me, feeling special, for once sharing something with him that no one else had.

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