Week 28: hootie and the mystery ticket

Story time: so between concussions, substances, and general army life my memory is not exactly what it used to be. So when a ticket gets dropped in my axs account (think Ticketmaster if you are unfamiliar) i didn’t think twice about it. It’s hootie and the blowfish, right up the alley of what Liz and I would go watch. Plus we go to concerts all the time so i just figured we planned this and forgot about it.

So it’s Wednesday, the day of the concert. I read the ticket as 5:30pm start and work has been nuts so darn, no concert for me. I transfer the ticket to Liz. When she responded with “what’s this” i should’ve been tipped off that something was weird but like gump said: I’m not a smart man. So I get home, am corrected about the 7:30pm start time, and decide to go after all. Here’s where it gets weird. Liz says we need to buy a second ticket. “My sister in Christ what do you mean a second ticket, what happened to yours?”

There was no ticket.

Yeah turns out some ghost lady sent me this general admission ticket either by accident or in order to incentivize going to this concert. Well it worked and it was a badass show.

Thought you’d like that, honestly not much this past week. I did a lot of introspection with the help of a closed mouth friend and came face to face with some underlying character defects that have been significantly dragging me down these past forever so now it’s on me to better live in a way counter to those weights. Coming to terms with something like that is heavy but also incredibly lightening and relieving. Putting my head down, doing the work, and continuing down this road.

To echo last week, things are changing and changing fast. I’ve gotta get a jump on prepping the battlefield for a career change and I’m nervous by excited as fuck. As always: be nice to yourself, grant grace, and forever chase the next right action.

NFCWFH / IGY6 / 988 / SCW / 172

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