The car ride was surreal to me, an event I had been wanting to go to for years, it was finally my time to go. It was a Saturday the day I had thought of all month, all week, and all day. Today was the day of Pokémon Symphonic Evolutions, a live orchestra concert playing the music of my childhood. After a thirty minute drive, a century of waiting, we had arrived at the Cobb County Energy Center. The early, winter chill met me as I opened the door of the car. The night sky was a perfect combination of the feint, starry glow of the stars dancing in the night sky as they shined and the pearly white mist of the clouds that hovered before the stars as they danced. Screaming and running, the children urged their parents anxiously to hurry up to get in the building where the concert was going to be performed. I took my time to take in everything about this night. The people around me who have the same obsession as me and the sounds I heard. The soft, distant chitters of people talking to each other, the roaring tires of the cars passing by…show more content… For weeks, I had planned what I wanted to purchase, so I could remember this night forever, a T-shirt and a black poster. Eyes searching, I hunted for the end of the line where I would purchase the two items I would keep forever. The end of the line was so far back it started where a ramp ended. Anxiety shot through me like an arrow hitting the bullseye. I only had about thirty minutes until it was time to be seated and I still had one more thing I needed to do. Getting in line as fast as I could with my older brother felt like a race with Olympians. When in line my brain was racing a mile per minute thinking about if they didn’t have what I wanted to buy. The line, long and endless, was like waiting on a rollercoaster line. When reaching the table with all the merchandise still in stock, my nerves were
