May 31

So, let me begin by saying I have never had such a bad day, turn out to be such a good day in my entire life. Driving an hour away to Allston for a concert, where there was no parking anywhere, stop lights every 5 feet, bad allergies, extreme heat, my car basically died, and I had to let it cool down at a random starbucks. Being creeped on by some person in a sketchy alley, and failing at parallel parking, and to top it off “mother nature” decided to visit me today. All of this = a very unstable and frustrated Laura….. But let me get to the good part. The part that actually matters, the thing that I was trying to get to all day. The music. The crowd. The fans. The atmosphere. The things that I miss frequently. This concert was different, because the venue was small, the people were super nice and the bands were all down to earth. I heard new music, old music, and some really good advice. It was my last concert that I’ll go to while in high school, while I’m still seventeen, and it was with my best friend and my concert buddy since what seems like forever. For 4 hours, I was able to forget about the screwed up car, the city traffic, how sick I was, the heat and the fact that my high school career is ending Sunday. I really needed a break from it all, a chance to let loose and enjoy and take an adventure and break free. I even got the chance to talk to one of the guys from the band Phone Calls From Home, and I mentioned how his speech, basically just really spoke to me. During his speech, he talked about how lucky he felt, and how the crowd isn’t just made up of the 350 or so people in it, but each and every individual, and how we each have our own story. How he’s grateful that we can forget about the crap going on at home for a while, and just feel good right now. I can’t even do it justice by trying to explain what he said, but while I was having one of those days where everything goes wrong- it really meant something to me. So like I was saying, I got the chance to talk him. And he looked at me with the most sincere look on his face, and said… Now I’m gonna ask you a question and I don’t want you to answer right now but, really just think about it… he said “What is your purpose” …One of those questions where you think you’d have so many answers to, but then in the moment realize you have absolutely no idea. This guy made my day because yes, I felt lucky being able to talk to him, but more than anything, I could see that his purpose was to communicate with people through music, which is all I could ever hope to do one day too. After all the stuff that has been going on with ending the school year, and starting the summer, I feel like I’ve been caught in the middle of it all. It also doesn’t help that I’m the type of person who needs some time to process big changes… But, with that one question, he so easily put into perspective for me what I need to be focusing on… What I’m striving for day to day. To be happy, to love, to live, to work toward my goals, and find a purpose in this chaotic world. As cheesy as all of this sounds, this is who I am. Moments like that give me the energy to forget about the everyday bullshit and problems, and push through. It gives me hope to talk with people like him, to connect with people on a more meaningful level. It makes life worth it. Such a good guy, a good concert, a good memory, a good day.