You’ve been waiting for this moment for over a decade, and now you’re hours away from seeing one of the bands that shaped you. You’re going to see Green Day. Billie Joe, Mike, and Tré are going to be less than 15 feet away from you, and you’ve never been this excited.
You feel like you’re in a dream as security pats you down. Your hand shakes a little as they scan your ticket, and you’re fairly certain this teenager is laughing at you but you can’t find it in you to care. You’re seeing Green Day in less than three hours.
You don’t usually drink at concerts, but you’re jittery and need something to do with your hands. If you only have one beer, you’ll be fine by the time Green Day comes on. You head over to the concession stand and check your phone. Only two hours and 54 minutes until their set starts. You lock your phone and put it back in your pocket. You’re a ball of nervous energy. You’re rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet, and you’ve bumped into the person in front of you more than once. You can’t help it, though. You’re going to see Green Day, and you honestly don’t know if you’ll ever get the chance again.