a little while …

trying to excavate my remains from underneath an avalanche of boredem last night, i decided to get in my car and drive a few minutes up north to catch the leonids in bloom. off i went at around a quarter past eleven with a flask of hot chocolate, a pile of blankets and my fishing rod. i decided, at the last minute, to take a detour. instead of driving north towards lake simcoe, i headed east towards lake scugog where i knew i’d find a patch of emptiness to park my car and use its reinforced steel hood as a bed. a couple of days before the new moon and the skies as clear as ever, the light show started almost immediately. every couple of minutes, the corner of my eye would catch a streak across a patch of sky i’d just looked away from. the meteors were teasing me. i’d since stopped casting my lures into the lake and assumed a static lying down position on my hood. that’s when the relative torrential downpour of fireballs started, somewhere around half past midnight. five, six, sometimes ten streaks would jockey for my attention at the same time, my eyes darting from a once empty region to another euphorically. it was beautiful.