So, this past Sunday while my girlie-girl was dragging my ass up three flights of stairs after my birthday party (I was pretty tanked), we stopped for a moment and saw a shooting star (or properly a “fireball meteorite”) right as we looked at the sky.
It looked just as effing intense as that photo, which is from here. I’ve lived in the country most of my life, surrounded by woods and never saw anything like that. I live in a quickly growing town near a fire station, two hospitals and a police department with lots of lights and I saw it. It was too bright to be missed.
It was just swiftly falling, looking like fire in the sky. At first we thought it was a plane crashing, but there was no explosion when it disappeared. I looked it up and bam! lots of other Texans saw it, too.
We are pretty sure that it means good luck. It was pretty fantastic.
