I’m nervous. The crowds and the fact that I can’t carry.
I’m scared. I really don’t want to fight or be killed. That sounds dramatic but I’m on guard at the grocery store so I’m hoping I don’t hyperventilate and pass myself out. I’ll seat myself near an exit to help with the fear.
I’m excited. I love music and think I may love concerts but have yet to experience a concert with a musician of my choosing.
It’s my first date night with myself. I’ve chosen to place myself in a crowd of thousands, most of whom will likely be coupled. I was originally going to do dinner and a movie but it felt too safe. Also, I abhor watching movies alone and don’t quite catch the feels for dining alone, besides, I’d probably only order dessert.
So, concert it is.
Somewhere deep down I’m hoping I get to ride a unicorn before the night is over. A more exciting alternative to transmuting into a pumpkin.
Still organizing myself. Let the solo dating adventures begin!