We survived the great war...
but it was a death by a thousand cuts.
That was the cruellest surprise song match up.
But it's sadly so true.
To get a ticket and to lose it against terror.
Two hours before the 9th August I got my QR-ticket but with the note: event was cancelled.
That was fucking hard.
I bought my ticket last summer and I have been so excited since then to go. The day - that was today SIX MONTHS Ago - should be my best night of my summer, but also the first day of another round around the sun.
I counted days ( 395 days - 13 months)
I counted miles ( 473 miles - 761 km)
to see you there
to see you there
it's been a long time coming but
... I can't calm down I'm going to the Eras Tour
... No I'm not but you should see your faces.
When I woke up I got a message from my phone that my event will be today with a happy parting emoji.
I don't know how long I locked at my ticket, before going to the Swiftie group for my concert day. There were some TikToks and they hit me like a train. So hard and also unexpected like yesterday didn't happen and I would find out today that everything got channeled.
There was a video from a girl that came to Vienna by plane and was flying over the station with the stage. That was like putting salt into my wound.
Some videos were about the time when they got the ticket and mashup songs with we survived the great war and bigger than the whole sky.
It got me thinking and turned out to be right for me.
When I got the ticket in less than ten minutes that was crazy. I saw so many people that needed at least half an hour to get their tickets. And I feel betrayed, even if it sounds so crazy.
I never could have thought that getting a ticket could be so easy?!
I mean over millions of people tried to buy tickets!
But when I learned that if it was too easy then it's wrong.
Especially in math.
So back to the concert day, IT WAS THE GOODBYE TO MY ERAS TOUR DREAM. I feeled like I made a mistake. Never thought that I would regret to buy a ticket to Vienna and haven't bought a ticket to London. When I got the code for the presale I thought about trying to buy a ticket for a concert in London. I haven't visited London and I would had loved to combine visiting London and seeing Taylor at the Eras Tour. I got mad at myself that I bought the "wrong" ticket.
But that's so absurd - like how could anybody predict that something could happen.
I couldn't stay the whole day in the hotel room.
So I walked about fifteen minutes to the Prater - the like amusement park in Vienna. I didn't go on any rides, only walked through it.
Before I got on my way to the more inner city of Vienna. Saw the Hundertwasser buildings and got from there to the Schloss Belvedere.
And it was so hot and walked from the garden of the castle and back into the city. By that time it was already 2pm and I walked around the city, got me something to drink before I got back to my hotel.
On the way from the train station at the Prater I bought me some food for the day and also something for the way back home. I had planned to try out some restaurants in Vienna, but I wasn't hungry or even had the motivation to eat somewhere.
So after buying some cold fruits like yesterday and a bottle of water, I went back to my hotel room.
Like yesterday I released how hot it was and got out of my clothes and into my shower. The whole day went great, I didn't get a feeling that I would cry on the street and also stood a bit by the singing crowds, but while showering I looked at the shower gel bottles from the hotel. The smell was "the ritual of Karma" and that was like a death by a thousand cuts to me. Like how sarcastic ?! I felt like I was in some hidden-camera-show and I went into a laughing and crying.
In the evening I thought about how I imagined that I would be now on my way to the station but now I spend my evening with a fruit salad in the hotel room watching a livestream from Cornelia Street in Vienna. Without thinking about it my eyes went to my outfit that laid on the couch by the TV and was like clothes that went with into the holidays but never got worn and went back without seeing anything from outside of the hotel room.
I watched the live stream while the girl that hosted the live stream talked about how some already got mails for refunding the Vienna tickets. I looked it up on my app and I got under the blank space for the code the refunding request.
That was like the first time that I thought that there would be no other dates to replace the concerts. There would be no time for it - not for Taylor or the station because there would be other concerts.
It hit me again that my summer dream went into nothing. After Vienna there would be a week without concerts before she played some concerts in London, before the European leg of the tour was over. The comments were about that after the London shows there would be time, but that was like the break for the tour back to America. And all the planning for some new dates wouldn't only take some weeks. All the stuff for the stage and the whole people that worked on and off stage so hard and deserved their break so much. And of course Taylor also deserved her well deserved break. I mean she played at least two concerts in another European city every week.
Of course I wished for some replacement dates but I didn't thought that it would happen. And I couldn't demand for Taylor and the team to do these concerts. It wasn't her fault and it wasn't like some crazy weather that they would push the concerts a day or two back.
The live stream was beautiful and so many people showed up their fan projects during the songs. Even people that lived at Cornelia Street were so kind to the people that grieved about the cancelled concerts.
I again had some happy and sad tears in my eyes and when the time was for the last show shortly before the end of the day, they sayed a speech like Taylor would have done before Karma.
So with still some tears in my eyes I packed my suitcase for tomorrow and checked my alarm clock before I went to sleep.
We survived the Great War
It turned into something bigger
Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed
'Cause it's all over, it's not meant to be
So I'll say words I don't believe
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
You were bigger than the whole sky
'Cause I can't pretend it's ok when it's not
No, it's not
It's death by a thousand cuts (you didn't touch)
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