It seems that this world spins faster than it should have the right to sometimes. The end of August is present and as I stand here looking into the summer that just cartwheeled through I’m left with a strange longing that I don’t know how to identify. Back in April I stalked Ticketmaster.com waiting for Jason Mraz tickets to go on sale at 10 am so that I could buy them. I’ve never waited for tickets to go on sale like that before. Last Wednesday, August 22, was the concert.
Jason Mraz. In person. 6th row seats. Nashvegas. Me and my best friend Francine. (you can check her out here).
I was beside myself for this show. Ecstatic. He didn’t disappoint me in the least, matter of fact….. ahhh nevermind you guys don’t need to know all that. So without further adieux (okay, I thought I spelled that word wrong and I was going to make a joke about it, but it spell checked right…. weird.)…. here are some pics from our overnight trip to Nashville.
We left this concert bigger, larger than I can explain. To be truly inspired by another person is a gift never to be taken for granted, because it happens so rarely anymore. Jason Mraz was inspiring. I walked out of there different from when I went in, and I don’t know that there’s any bigger compliment to give an artist. I was affected. Thanks Jason!