But since your heads in the clouds, the best advice I found is don’t look down

I went to a show last night. More importantly, my first show since getting sober.

I love shows. But I’ve been to many a shows I could not tell you a single song they played. It was a surreal experience to go to the show. Be in the pit. Sing every song. And go home to bed directly after. On SPD even.

There is something cathartic about punk rock shows. Getting half crushed in the pit. Kicked in the head by crowd surfers. Going deaf from the whole venue screaming every word. But my favorite part, feeling every note played in your head and heart.

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