First it was a mere suspicion. I sat on the couch, a computer screen lighting up the other side of the room. She asks, “What concert did you want to go to?” And I tell her. Moments pass, she calls for her wallet. I pretend to be paying more attention to the TV screen.
But I kept it on my mind.
And then there was the investigation. Something did not seem right. Not wrong, but just not how my world usually is. I put pieces together in my head: wallet, computer, questions, concerts, and that TV show Did it actually just happen? I try to forget, but I kept it on my mind.
Then comes the quiet time. I don’t keep my hopes up, I keep that all below the tables. I keep my my real life on the front burner, letting it sizzle on my brain. But, somehow, I still kept it on my mind.
Then there is the truth. It’s not supposed to come out this early, but my brother can’t keep his mouth shut. I suspect he is lying, because it seems so impossible. I suspect he is lying, but I still kept it on my mind.
And then she says it: “We’re going to see Fall Out Boy in July!”
Guys.
I’m going to see Fall Out Boy in July. I know they seem to be a topic that pops up on this blog a lot, but this is a massive event for me. I am going to see some of the most important musical idols I know LIVE. I still cannot believe. I shake as I type this post up. I haven’t smiled like this in so long, but it’s all okay.
Everything’s alright for the first time in seven years.
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