Laughter: The Good Kind of Crazy

   Good afternoon dearest readers and here I am yet again. After such a long absence (and my first post in French) I didn't want you to feel like I was neglecting you. For those of you who cannot understand the French language, I simply stated that the reason why I haven't posted in a while wasn't because of a lack of material to write about, but rather a lack of time on my part. Slowly but surely I will continue to divulge my numerous adventures and I hope you will tag along for the trip because I enjoy it all oh so very much.

   Now today's post is in relation to the wonderful concert I attended this past Tuesday. What's funny about it was not so much the show itself, but the circumstances and decisions, and our overall attitude before, during and after the show. It was a concert performed by The Lumineers with Kaleo as their opening act; (I had been able to see the first group this summer, and I had been dying to see the second act ever since I bought their first album in Iceland). Needless to say I got a little stir crazy. However, one of the main reasons I wanted to go to this concert (other than to listen to AMAZING bands) was because it was 10 days before my original last day at my job. When I accepted my first contract at my current workplace, my last day was supposed to be March 31st, and I was in the mood to have something to celebrate. Ever since I landed my second contract, (I should celebrate that too) I'm not set to finish until November 30th 2018. That's a little more than 10 days. Despite that, I fan-girled hard when Kaleo took the stage and blew my mind as they played most of my favorite songs; there's only so much you can do with 45 minutes after all. The Lumineers dazzled us with a heartfelt and catchy performance, and we left the venue smiling. With a few funny pictures, we returned home to rest after such an emotionally exhausting day.

   But the story doesn't end there my readers. My friend Gen had taken the train earlier that day to arrive in Ottawa 40 minutes before the show was set to start, getting us to our seats just as the opening act took the stage. We sang to our hearts content and returned to the apartment for some light snacks (having barely eaten that day) and for a well-deserved rest since we all had an early start. Gen even more so since she was taking the 5h30am train back to Kingston the next morning so she could get to her 9h30am class. She informed me after that this wasn't the first time she did something so spontaneous (and a little crazy) to see bands she liked. I recalled that in October we had done something similar, but not as pressing as we impulsively roadtriped to Toronto to see Boy and Bear at an intimate venue.

   It made me think that we really invest our time and energy in things that make us happy (when we can actually do it) because we all too often compromise and set aside what we want to do for what we should do. Though it doesn't always last long, and could actually leave us a little more exhausted than before, we take our crazy adventures and spontaneous natures as a good kind a crazy. Wouldn't you agree my dear readers? Perhaps it is time you tried your own good kind of crazy out and see what you discover!

K.P.H.

PS. photos props to my roommate Nicole.