Happy 6th of July, or as we like to call it in large metropolitan areas, Happy 22nd Day Straight of Fireworks. It's been so long since we've had a still night where the stars aren't obstructed by the Devil's Fireflies and the cicadas soft cries drowned out by Cerberus's howls. Some nights I hope to see the moon. Some nights I hope the blasts will make me forget how far we've fallen. The sun is setting. I wonder what tonight will be.