It's All About the Journey

So, if you haven't gathered yet, I have a mild obsession with the band Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit. Great music, unparalleled lyrics, and humans behind the music that are profoundly wonderful. That band is an inspiration. They recently had a six night run at the Mother Church, the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville. There was a mad scramble for tickets back in maybe March. Now we can pick up. During the pre-sale for Nashville, I thought I’d try for Sunday because it seemed like the day least likely to have competition in my brain. So I searched for one ticket and the best available option and a second row turned up. It was $99.50 before fees, but I thought “I’ll never again have the chance to see these folks, my favorite folks, in this sacred place, this close again” so I bought it. While I had my other tickets mailed to me when I realized I’d have to wait until day of to print, I couldn’t get this ticket mailed, despite trying. So I called and had them send it over to Will C...

Something incredible has happened. It only took two months of living with no one but myself, the kiddo, and the cat for it to happen. I was sitting in my living room with the television on, not really watching it too closely, when for the briefest moment, I was at total peace. I hadn't tried for it, I hadn't expected it, I just had that realization that as I sat there, I was completely content. That is a magical feeling. The past few weeks have been kind of insane. I guess we can just go back to the part where things got weird and work our way forward. So I'd been helping (without being asked if it was something I wanted to do) with a fan page on Facebook. It was kind of treated as if it were some great honor to give my time to this page. I helped organize some fan activity and a place for trading concert tickets, made some stickers and distributed them, occasionally did things like get posters signed and mailed, typed up some statements from the collective admins, that...