Date: 22-03-2019
I had another New Year’s Eve dream. In the dream I still lived with my mom and dad, and I had gotten a shit load of fireworks to build a fireworks show with. D was here too, but she only had a guest role. I had build my fireworks creation all by myself, cause my brother wasn’t here. He had told me he didn’t want to spend any money on fireworks this year, and he was reluctant to come still as he had felt it would be hypocritical of him if he were to have fun with fireworks I had purchased. In the dream I cared not about who bought what. I just wanted to do this together with him. But I had been unable to convince him and so I had accepted I would be doing this alone. Whether together with him or not; I also liked to build a show from fireworks, regardless of who comes to watch it. Secretly I hoped my brother would show up at the last minute.
And indeed he did. He showed up while I was still busy perfecting my creation. My brother had been helping a mutual friend of ours, A, who was into fireworks too. M had been helping on A’s request and he’d been having such a good time with him he decided he wanted to share with me what he and A had built. And as M had seen me working on my creation he had become filled with enthusiasm, and started helping me like it was in his nature. My fireworks looked amazing by the way, like it was military grade stuff. My brother loved it, and was absolutely amazed at all the things I had been putting together, looking forward to the end result. He told me: “I had forgotten how much fun this could be, just the two of us, and fireworks.” Later adding: “Man, I really missed doing this!” We also discussed a friend with whom we used to do this too, T. And we agreed on one thing: “We should never invite him for this again. He is able to suck all the fun out of it.”
Our creation was ready, and after a while it was time. The clock was at 0:00 hours. But outside it was still daytime! My brother and I were both adamant to light the fuse when it was dark and no sooner, cause that’s when the show can be best appreciated. We decided to wait. We waited another hour, but the sun only kept climbing. My brother pointed it out: “Dude, look. The sun is over the neighbours’ house now.” It was the strangest thing, as we watched how our sharp shadows formed short blobs on the ground near our feet in nighttime, in a direction where our shadows normally wouldn’t point. But then I realised something. Somehow, New Year’s Eve was on the longest day of the year. I pointed out where the sun was now, which was high in the sky, and told M: “Ow wait a second! That’s right! New Year’s Eve falls on the longest day of the year this year! It was in the news!”
We realised it was going to stay light for a while, though the day was receding. Eventually the clock was almost at 2:00 AM. After this time you are not allowed to light any more fireworks in The Netherlands. And subsequently we saw ever more police cars patrol the neighbourhood, like they were vultures circling a dying animal. But as long as we didn’t light the fuse there was nothing they could do anyway. But would we light it now, our show would certainly last past 2:00 AM before it was finished. But the sun had now moved just beyond the horizon in a fast motion, and the sky was in twilight. On the opposite side of the sky we could see the first stars emerge. Even though it was now past 2:00 AM we decided to light the fuse.
Our show was an amazing show, but we found ourselves in a cat and mouse chase with the police, and as we fled from one place to another while being chased down by police we could sometimes see over our shoulders how our fireworks show blanketed the sky with various explosions and effects. We were like gravity artists who couldn’t enjoy their creation while others were free to take a good look and appreciate its beauty. The chase between us and the police was fun, as we were able to stay out of their sight with ease. They just patrolled the neighbourhood where they might’ve seen us in the distance, but since we knew the environment like the back of our hand we were always two steps ahead. The show caught the attention of many onlookers, and we were very proud of it, though sad we couldn’t view it up close.
