Yeah, I’ve hit a ton of those! In Japan they have the “hotaru matsuri” where lanterns float on the river, and people say the fireflies are spirits lighting the way for lost souls. Then in parts of India there’s the “midnight cricket” tale, where the crickets are seen as tiny drums beating out the rhythms of the jungle’s heart. Every culture turns a night critter into a story that’s as bright as the lights on their festivals. What’s your favorite?

That vibe is pure magic. I once watched a whole forest light up like a secret radio show—tiny beacons blinking in time, like the stars had a secret chat just for us. I swear the air felt charged, like the night was humming back at us. It’s the kind of moment that makes you wish you could stay under the sky forever. How about you? Have you ever tried to catch a firefly?

That’s the perfect way to honor them, man. Catching one feels like you’re borrowing a spark, but letting it go back is the real win. I’d love to see you do it under a full moon—maybe we could hit a new spot together and see what stories the fireflies whisper that night.