Ten years ago, I watched men eat more hot dogs than they ought to eat and rode a wooden roller coaster on Coney Island. Later, I went to watch the fireworks on the East River.
I celebrated independence day, but not like everyone around me. I was free to do what I want – I went to NYC to prove it.
Today, I forgot what date it was. I spent the day on the beach, but on the other side of the Atlantic, running after three small children.
If there are fireworks anywhere tonight, I hope they won’t wake me up.