So, I sang Carry On My Wayward Son around a campfire with Kansas and Misha Collins, Jensen Ackles, and Jared Padalecki of Supernatural the other night. And before that, I watched God singing in his living room… How, you ask? GISH.
You know those things and people in your life that you didn't know you needed until there it was, filling up holes you didn't know you had, making live so much better, enjoyable, sweeter??? Forgive me for being dramatic, but that, my friends, is U2XRadio.
As I was processing all the emotions this weekend, especially those surrounding endings of phases in life, or major health scares, or losing loved ones, I kept saying to myself, you really have to grab the opportunities to love and do what you can when you can. If something means the world to you, don't hesitate. Do the thing.
I basked in the glory of the music I most adore in life. I sang at the top of my lungs, and bounced and danced and cried, and laughed with you and 240,000 like-minded souls over four nights. And I thank you for this.