last weekend i spent a good chunk of time in a dusty cornfield in south dakota. it was the annual labor day weekend music festival just south of sioux falls and i went because i had to drive the RV out there for work. i stayed because my fellas were playing. not only were they scheduled to close out the night on the mainstage but the only man that i've never really met who sends my heart into a tizzy was playing a solo set on the tiny coffee house stage.
saturday morning came quickly...friday was a late night and i slept poorly because i was incredibly hot for some unknown reason and i drank an entire bottle of water before i went to bed and i had to pee like a racehorse. after visiting a mostly clean porta-potty and laying outside in a beautiful morning breeze i got ready for the day. there was still time before i needed to be at the merch table so i decided to stroll the festival grounds. as i stepped off the RV i heard some very familiar faint notes coming from across the field. i'm not going to lie to you all, i walked as fast as i could to the mainstage without actually running. there they were...checking their sound. beautiful.
it was time to head to the table by the time they were done and the countdown of hours until jon's solo set began. in no time it was time to grab lunch and then make my way to the triple shot cafe stage. it was packed. the festival director came out to introduce jon and said it was the fullest she had ever seen the coffee house stage. his entire set was made up of requests. he brought up a guy to play guitar at one point. he brought up two girls to sing with him on "house of God forever" at a different point. he was right there and my heart was full.
xo
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