There are three minor meteor showers going on, one known for slow moving but very bright fireballs.

Slow down, everyone. You're moving too fast.

I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time.

Slow down, everyone. You're moving too fast.

The roof leaked during the other hurricanes and there are only three showers for all of us to use. It is definitely overcrowded.

When you have a small object traveling at an incredibly high velocity, slamming into the earth's atmosphere, the friction makes the speeding object heat up so much that it can internally fracture and turn into what we call a fireball,