- It was absolutely incredible to be surrounded by some of my best friends while seeing the band that has brought us together. There were lots of tears shed, and hugs to be had.
- The show in Boston was by far probably the most ridiculous one by far. Sleep deprived and overheated, trying to drive out of that stadium was ridiculous. (Also, nice leopard print shoes, Alex, don't think I've forgotten.)
- Pittsburgh was brutal. It was the last show of the two week stretch I was doing and I knew I was going home the next day and I don't think I've ever sobbed that bad at one of The Cab's shows before.
- I'll Run hand claps. It's a thing, I'm sorry if you're not old enough to know what I'm talking about.
- Selling merch. God, that was an adventure in and of itself.
- Spending the nights with my best friends. Sorry for spilling ketchup all over your rug, Lauren.
I think the biggest thing I learned that summer was that it's okay to not be okay. It is completely and totally okay to not be put together all the time, and it's even more okay to need to take a vacation and let the people you love help put you back together. The important thing is that you help yourself. It's totally okay to go to your favorite band's concert completely torn to pieces, and just be in that moment. It's okay to let the music heal you.
“Music is the language of the spirit. It opens the secret of life bringing peace, abolishing strife.” ― Khalil Gibran
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