Someday/Anyway

Some day, I hope to look back fondly on nights like tonight. When I was feeling mighty disappointed. And far from brave. But I was brave, and I went anyway. And I danced anyway.

And it was a really good show. Much better than I expected. (After all, it cost only $3 and was a stone’s throw from my apartment.) I befriended a Costa Rican. And a Colombian. (Which btw, doesn’t happen that often here.)

And I tried my best to feed off the energy of the happy folks in the crowd, their eyes closed, emotions palpable, singing along to every word. (Cos truly, when you’re in that place, live music is magic.)

And it wasn’t what I thought it would be. But it was it was. And it always is what it is. And I’m doing the best I can, in each given moment, as we all are. Everyday.

Cos life keeps on rolling. And we must continue to rock on.

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