What Whitney Wants to Say #3
This week has truly been one for the history books. I feel incredibly grateful for my life but also more exhausted then I can even put into words. It’s been really overwhelming lately but I’ve been informed that this is just being 27 so I can’t really complain. However, I am determined to complain anyway so, let’s get into it:
The post Beyoncé blues have set in. She is truly the greatest performer of our time and the fact that I got to see her in person is still unbelievable to me. Over the course of over 2 hours, I saw incredible afro-futuristic visuals, unforgettable choreography, and felt like I was at home among 50,000 people. I’ll never forget the experience but now I’m left with the knowledge that I’ll probably never see a live performance like that ever again and that really sucks. If you can, go see her. Even from the cheap seats. It’s worth every penny.
Fedex Field is a terrible stadium and the conditions there will lead to tragedy one day if serious changes aren’t made. Though I saw Beyoncé on night one of her D.C stop and was lucky to avoid the worst of the conditions, several of my loved ones went to night two and were put in danger by the incompetence of Fedex Field’s planning. On Sunday night, there were poor weather conditions including severe rain and lightning, making it unsafe for patrons to stay in the open stadium for a time. While it made sense to move concert-goers to a dry and safer location, cramming tens of thousands of people into the general hallway of entry was a stupid and dangerous decision. Stories and videos of the subsequent crowd crush have since come out with accounts of fainting and hospitalizations. This is unacceptable and completely avoidable, considering there were two other floors that could have been utilized to spread out the crowd. I for one, am just grateful no one lost their lives but the fact that so many stood on the razors’ edge of disaster needs to be investigated. Honestly, the whole stadium needs to be completely re-worked and public transportation and safety need to be the priority going forward. Shame on the owners. Foolishness.
Rejection is at the core of the writing experience. This week in particular, I’ve faced quite a bit of it in pursuit of getting my short story published. It’s hard not to feel like this is a mistake or that I’m wasting my own time. Those thoughts of not being a good enough writer creep in and they make my hands heavy even as I’m typing this right now. Unfortunately for my ego, I have no intention of stopping though I would love to talk to others about their experiences with writing and rejection. So if you have any and you’ve made it this far, please comment your experiences below!