I've seen it raining fire in the sky.

A camping trip in which I have a lot of sunflower seeds, cry a little because I'm scared, see 30+ shooting stars AND the space station, watch an eagle soar over a mountain lake, read a story in the rain till my bunkmate falls asleep, get to hold the world's cutest pug, cut my thumb open, bury my poop in the woods, perfect the smore, and end up in the hot springs with an ice cream cone and a happy boy. My my.