It was a fall evening; the leaves were just starting to turn those red and orange colored leaves that get you so anxious for this time of season. That’s when you know its sweater weather, and also it’s that time of season when local shows start to sprout from their caves they stay in during summer. 

     Well later on in that day my anxiety was starting to kick in from my excitement.
I was so excited to see a show that I’ve been waiting for; for months. I’m at home pacing back and forth, hopping, skipping, and tripping over my clumsy self out of excitement.

     My friends finally arrive with their first beaten up Toyota Corolla car to take me to the show. 

      After ten to fifteen minutes of a drive we finally reach our destination to the Smiling Dog a local venue in Fort Myers. At the scene there is no body there. Naturally we ended up getting there really early due to anxiousness of course. 
     
     Finally more people are arriving and the doors are opening in less than ten minutes. 

     We go through the front doors that are infested with a million band stickers and promotion papers and banners. And all I see as I walk through the doors are people standing around the stage so excited to see the band play, I immediately leave my friends and venture around the venue like it’s no ones business. I see so much going on.

     I see people talking to their friends, people talking to band members, people networking with their managers, and so much more I couldn’t even tell you what.

    The one thing that stuck out to me the most, and what got me so jealous was the people that were interacting with the band mates and their managers. Since then I knew what I wanted to do with my life.
     
     Finally the moment we have all been waiting for, the show starts. Immediately, and I mean immediately everyone starts to jump up and down, scream, kick, punch, and push each other around. And let me tell you, this “moshing” they call it is actually really fun. But unfortunately I was not in it, I came for the music and not to get punched in the face today.
    
     But seeing everyone happy and having fun really got to me, to the point I almost started crying. I got the feeling that no one cared about your race nothing artificial, but what they cared for was everything real. And the one thing that everyone found real at that moment was the music blasting in your ear. And that has got to be one of the best feelings in the world. 
     
     All of that makes that one night that I had absolutely amazing. And one that I will never forget. And the reason being is because this specific fall night is what gave me the idea and push to do what I want to do, which is now to be an event planner.

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