the last time i saw a meteor shower was more than a decade ago. and, really, it was lost on my 19-year-old self. i was more concerned with the guy lying next to me than the stars parading through the sky. the "rule" was when you counted 10 falling stars, you held hands. he counted those 10 shooting stars pretty darn quick and eagerly seized my hand, which was covered in band-aids. how romantic, he said. i laughed and decided not to tell him the band-aids were covering the warts i'd had burned off earlier that day.
so with my hands wart-free (for over a decade now) and a greater appreciation for the universe, this meteor shower was going to be different...
