On Thursday night, a little after midnight, fireworks went off in front of my house. It was a roman candle but it initially sounded like a gun. I hid behind the bed while my boyfriend investigated and attempted to avoid this potential gun fire. After listening for a minute or two I realized it was a roman candle and we were not being shot at ... he went back to sleep while I stared at the ceiling for a half hour at least.
In less than a month I am going back to Canada and he is moving to Afghanistan.
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