Tonight I witnessed something amazing. Tonight I was who I am and want to be. Tonight, I felt more alive than I have in such a long time.
Tonight I feel everything that I've missed for such a long time, and I've been scowling at the absence until now. I felt loose, alive, excited, sad, happy, extraordinary, love, disappointment, heartbreak, all in the time lapse of one single night...
I went to the Ed Sheeran concert at Rod Laver Arena in Melbourne. We got there at about four thirty or so and had to wait in a queue that was as long as anything (well, it wasn't that long but pretty long). We waited until about six when the gates finally opened, annoyed at the fact that some people were "first priority" because they had been waiting since dawn. I guess while that is fair, I questioned why they couldn't have just let us all in at six instead of giving "priorities". I bought a tour tee and a wristband, taking fifty dollars out of my wallet never to be seen again. The tee was forty five and the wristband was five...expensive, right? Anyway. We walked into the arena and waited at our gates. I went to the bathroom since I'd had a Berry Crush Boost Juice and was urgently needing a toilet, and when I came out I blended in with the line. The girls behind me obviously knew I'd pushed in but we ended up making friends with them. While I was pushing in the line, my friend was out getting Frozen Cokes. The only reason I pushed in was because for the first time ever I was going in the Mosh pit, and I didn't want to be right at the back or anything. I was anxious going in, scared to get pushed or shoved or elbowed in my head. We got wristbands, allowing us to go in and out in exchange for the actual ticket itself. I was kind of disappointed since I wanted to keep it almost as a memory I guess. It wasn't everyday I would experience my first Mosh Pit for Ed Sheeran. Anyway, going in was great, and it turns out we got right to the front. We were ordered to sit down and so we did, until the first opening act, Conrad Sewell, came on with his pianist and sang a few songs until round eight or so. Then, Jamie Lawson was on til about eight thirty, and at eight fifty - the Ginger Jesus was in our beautiful presence. He opened with 'I'm A Mess' and ended with 'Sing' and he kept mentioning the Cricket, which I could care less about. The whole concert was truly amazing, magical, I'm proud in saying there was only two songs I didn't know the words to. Apparently I'm one to bust people's eardrums and pierce their ears, but then again if I'm going to pay ninety dollars for a concert ticket I want to be able to scream and shout. (and let it all out)
it was truly amazing and I will never forget it.
Indiana
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