Jan. 1st, 2012

The fireworks were loud, yet I didn't take a look. After the show, the city kept silent for a while. Suddenly I remembered that it should be the sign of the first mid-night of a new year.

Were people happy because the fireworks?
Were they excited because they've survived another year?

As long as people could still afford so many firework-shows in so many different places, economical problems might not be as serious as we thought...

I listened to the sound of the fireworks, looked at the darkness of the night.
Hi, 2012.