My Morning Jacket + Iron and Wine

Let me begin this entry by saying I am NOT depressed. I feel like I've given that kind of impression because I write about displacement and discontent too much. I do get sad like every other normal person, but it's definitely not how I am all the time. It's just so much easier to blog about the things you hate than the things you love. I feel that revealing too much about what makes you happy puts you in a vulnerable position and makes it easier for people to know how to hurt you. Am I making sense? Well, enough about that.

I had a wonderful night (in spite of getting locked out of the house, but that's a different story). I saw My Morning Jacket and Iron and Wine live at The Wiltern and it was ridiculously good. I haven't gone to a concert in so long without the stress of having to take photos or remember things for a review and it was beginning to feel quite tedious. Last night, however, I was reminded of why I LOVE live music so much. It's the feeling of being gathered in one room with great people (this is not always the case though) and together, you fill it up with positive energy that transcends all barriers. You're one entity for a good three hours and it's wonderful to be in the middle of all that.

It's hard being a foreigner in a country that has a love/hate relationship with foreigners. I've felt unwelcome so many times since I moved and it's been a real struggle which is partly why last night was so special. I felt like I was in the right place. I felt, dare I say, quite at home. It was a great feeling and I missed that kind of security within me that I lost a year ago. I *think* I'm slowly gaining it back. I've been so lucky. Why do I keep on taking that for granted?

Right now, I'm in love with everything (okay, maybe except work) and I want to stay this way.