Country concert

Description Nowadays, getting mail is almost a breathtaking concept. With the new technology continuing to advance, everyone is a text or phone call away, and something that happens to many people everyday. Receiving mail, that isn't about paying bills or the latest deals on a gym membership is almost rare. Seeing my name on the very thin package completely caused me to rip the package open, though I already knew what was inside I am so eager to see. As I took the tickets from the light, ripped open envelope, they felt so delicate in my hands, if I had lost these prior to my concert, I wasn't going. The buildup of the date of the concert was almost torture, but when it finally came I felt as if the bricks building up to this day had come crashing down in the best way. I had woken up that day with so much to do and finally realized that there are not enough hours in a day, nor were there enough clothes in my closet. The heat was brutal, along with furiously running around preparing, I felt as if I could not escape it continuously using my hands as personal fans I got ready for this concert all day. My bathroom ended up looking as if I was painting a masterpiece with the red, tan and blue powdery makeup I owned. It was a perfect day to roll the windows down and listen to all the songs going to be played that night, sitting through traffic is not half as bad when you see the cowboy hats and American flags,“Country music is the poetry of the American spirit.”(Maraboli, S), you know the person in the car over is about to have the time of their lives, as was I. The traffic cones and blue flashing lights filled the streets to the stadium, as well as the poorly marked, dirt parking lots. You could hear the radios playing all the songs you were going to hear that night trying to figure out which one to listen to. The smell was almost as if your whole neighborhood was having a barbecue. Tailgating and seeing all the people who were so ready to get into the