Last night was probably the best night of my life. I got to see my favorite artist of all perform his lovely music. It was so surreal, and I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I got to see him. And even though I didn't get to meet him, it still felt so strange and wonderful that I was in the same room as him. I also got to meet his girlfriend and I gave her a letter and a hoodie for him, and then she ran into us again and told us he loved the hoodie and packed it up in his suitcase. So needless to say, I am shook.
And despite the drunk and tall people, it was an amazing experience that I wish I could relive over and over again. At the end I swear my vocal chords were going to explode because of how loud I was singing– well, more like screaming. But it was well worth all of the tears from the week before, and all of the horrible Chicago traffic, and coming home at four in the morning. If I could, I would do it all again. I wouldn't even give it a second thought.
~Babs/Shawn
P.S. After it was over, right as I got outside I started sobbing, and I can't tell you exactly why. Either it was tears of joy, or tears sadness because it was over.
