i want so badly to write down everything i remember, but at the same time i want to hold it tight to my chest and never let it go. last night was joy. pure, unadulterated, incandescent joy. i could keep putting corny adjectives before the already somewhat corny word "joy," but i'll hold myself back. the point is, i thought that last night was going to be emotional and that i would probably cry and that it would be a cathartic experience due to the fact that lot of those songs got me through some of the more difficult parts of my life. but instead of reflecting those harder times, the concert reflected the fact that i
had gotten through, and that i had made it to the other side. at the risk of sounding even cornier, the whole damn thing was a celebration of growing up and triumph and being different and not caring what other people think and loving yourself and loving everything. it was joyous and beautiful and just so, so much fun.
believers never die. thank you, thank you, thank you.
i couldn't stop smiling all night.
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