I think that about sums it up
Yesterday night i went to the best concert at the Newport Music Hall to see Jimmy Eat World, one of my favorite emo bands. It was awesome. there's nothing like the feeling you get being smashed up against complete strangers as everyone jumps up and down and sings the words to every song in only god knows what key. There was just something about it that made me feel like i fit in. No one cared what i wore, if my opionon was the same as theres, people just talked to me without hesitation. They were playing and i just looked up at the lead singer, as crowd surfer thrashed overhead (literally), it was great i felt like i belonged. Everyone was just united by there love for music. Music is my everything, without it i am nothing. It is my passion, it brings beauty to my life. I don't know how my peers can live there life without this aspect. Everyone sometimes just seems so bland like there living meaningless lives. They wouldn't know passion if danced the flamenco right in front of them wearing nothing but a lamp shade. I wish my whole life could be like that concert. Well other than the getting lost on the way home almost ending up in cincinatti part, that was a little scary. and the mosh pit. that was even scarier.