The best part about living by the bay is witnessing glorious fireworks upon a beautiful backdrop ever so often by chance. These were particularly spectacular, and we never found out what the occasion was. Or bothered to find out.
I am incessantly repetitive but the difference between the past three years and today is just so eye-opening-ly stark. I see myself reverting back to what I once was way back when I was joyful in anticipation of life, simply the expectation of what life could behold, and the future, the future that was indisputably going to be awesome even if it wasn't immediately--except with the added benefit of years of wisdom to regulate the naivete (thank God). It's not so much situational, but more a mindset. I do think we are very much influenced by our surroundings and can take on various different personas which we can call our own. And no, I don't mean untruthfully.