When the countdown is over and the ball drops to start off the new year what usually goes through your mind in that first minute?

Idk why, but I feel a slight feeling of panic or unease every time. Can't explain it.

Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan in that movie they did with directing by a guy who is no more now.

When the ball drops, we're already a few hours in.

I wonder how far the ball is gonna bounce back up.

If I'm still awake, I think, "Oh hell, here come the fireworks."

When the ball drops, I alway wonder if a simultaneous detonation of high explosives will go off at Mara Largo, which of course would be completely distracted from the world's attention by the ball dropping as the band plays on.