Two weeks from today I will be sat in LP Field in Nashville, Tennessee. Home of the Tennessee Titans. But football is not what will have me standing up in my seat, crying my eyes out, and screaming at the top of my lungs.
Nope. The reason for my extreme fangirling will be One Direction. After three years of waiting, I will finally be seeing my favourite boys in concert...for the first time...by myself.
Yep. I'm attending a One Direction concert alone. It's the first concert that I've ever gone to without a concert buddy or two. Fingers crossed I don't sit next to a 12 year old or random creeper.
But my concert isn't the point of this post. That blog will come later...post-concert posting. (Heh, I'm clever.) No, the point of this post has to do with countdowns. It seems like people are always counting down to something. Just this morning, I excitedly told my coworker that I had exactly two weeks until my first concert and under sixty days to my other One Direction concert. She then informed me that she had about sixty-three days until she left for her vacation. And that's about how we live, isn't it?
We don't just live in the moment and take each day as it comes and goes and seize every moment anymore, do we? I know I'm especially guilty of just getting through the day because it gets me one day closer to some event or special day that I'm looking forward to happening. On twitter today, I was mentioned in a tweet from a friend who is excited about meeting up with me and a few other people before the concert in "two weeks". I was texting a friend of mine that I'm meeting for the first time in eleven days, and we both expressed how we were counting down the days until we finally met and got to hug each other.
I have this countdown app on my phone. It's pretty much a daily thing for me to check it nowadays. Sometimes I get tired of living each day counting down to the next. Now, don't get me wrong. I LOVE having things to look forward to. It generates excitement and brings me joy and happiness. But I'm afraid that I've lost some of the magic behind living in the moment and taking each day as it comes. You know, enjoying each day as it is...a gift. Not just a stepping stone to something greater.
I guess that's something that I should try and work on. But in all honesty, I'll always have something to look forward to. Maybe it's all about finding a balance.
