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Sunday, October 10, 2021

The Observer

I write like I'm a camera in any situation. Hovering above the characters in the room, I'm above the drama, just observing. (When I say "above the drama," I don't mean I'm better than the drama, just that I witness it from far away) When I think back on memories, my eye sight is from the corner of the room, near the ceiling. I'm in a tree, the unseen observer. I'm in the back seat of the car, watching the driver and I have a conversation. 

Monday, October 4, 2021

Live Music Will Save the World


A few weekends ago, we took a giant risk with some of our friends and went to a music festival in Chicago. It felt like a trip that took about 9 years from start to finish. 

It was June 2020, we were having our first socially distanced outside hangout with some of our best friends. It was already a very exciting day. The pandemic was raging on, it seemed like half the country was determined to keep it going, and we were losing hope while watching movies over Zoom with our friends. 

But on this day, we got together on a deck, sitting 10 feet apart, yelling toward each other as we drank White Claws. We were seeing real people in real life. Ryan broached the topic first. 

Riot Fest was offering incredibly discounted tickets for the 2020 Riot Fest with a disclaimer that it may get cancelled or moved depending on 

  1. If we had a vaccine
  2. If enough of the country got the vaccine to actually create herd immunity
  3. If we got close enough to herd immunity for the virus to not mutate
Only number 1 happened, so Riot Fest was pushed to 2021. And based on how things were going in 2021, I was expecting Riot Fest to not happen this year. But Ryan sort of said, it would be nice to have a little hope and it was low risk. So we bought tickets.