Donnybrook within myself

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First of all, I got some disappointing news today. The concert of Elton John in Helsinki in 2023 won’t be happening. It’s all been cancelled. I was looking forward to it. But somehow, I knew this would happen. It’s was the 2nd concert that was cancelled that I was going to attend. The first one was Duran Duran in 2015 or so. It’s so typical. Most of the time, Finland is a place where bands and artists avoid it like the plague. The organisers didn’t find another place to have the concert in, so they cancelled it. It’s not like there aren’t other places in Finland to have it. Whatever the reason was, it’s disappointing the concert won’t happen. They offered tickets to see Elton in Stockholm, but that’s too expensive. I already paid 130 euros for the ticket. At least I will get my money back. I hope the concerts for Duran Duran and Toto won’t be cancelled. Or I might be cursed. Otherwise, there will be a donnybrook (in this case, a dispute) within me.

Speaking of a curse, I fell down on my face again on the pavement. I was walking down the street, and there was ice that I was breaking with my foot while walking. The pavement was cleaned from the sanding, but I just kept walking on the ice on the side of it. Then I stepped on the ice under a car and slipped forward, so I landed with my right hand and hit my face lightly on the ground. I broke my front tooth and got a scratch on my left knee. I also hurt my lower lip and a scratch on my upper lip. Fortunately, it didn’t need medical care. I cleaned the wounds myself. I went to the dentist a few hours later to get my teeth fixed. The last time I fell, it was worse. I broke two teeth, and I had to go to the ER. Both times I got sore muscles, and that was all. I should look where I am going. I don’t know why I didn’t stay in the middle of the pavement where there was no ice. But I was too tempted to break the soft ice. Sometimes my inner child doesn’t listen to reason. Especially when you get more accident-prone when you get older, you should be careful.

So that was the end of the week. Only bad news. But at least it’s been a peaceful one. The way things are going on in the world, this is only a small potato.

Writing101: An even that was cancelled for real

I was really looking forward for this event. I’ve never been to a real concert so I decided to go. This was a band that had been a teen favorite in the 80’s. They had a lot of great hit songs. Like a lot bands out there, they had their share of problems. Band members left and were replaced with others. From 5 members to 4 and then to 3. They had released albums in 3 decades. One was more popular than others. Despite all the problems, the band didn’t stop of being. In 2000’s they were 4 members again and a new album was out. I liked them for years but became even a bigger fan in this century. When they announced they would come on tour to my country, I was so excited.

I bought a ticket and started to plan in my head how to get there, what to wear and so on. But then something happened. It was like an evil force had decided it wasn’t the time. The doctor to the band’s singer had forbidden for him to sing. He had to rest his voice or he could lose it altogether. The whole tour was in jeopardy. So all I could do was wait.

Then the day came, the concert date was postponed. The ticket master said “hold on to your ticket” and so I did. I should had seen it coming. I could have asked my money back. It was 52 euros after all. It’s easy to say it now. The whole tour was cancelled altogether.

What if that evil force would take that dream away for good. To see Duran Duran live in concert. Since I saw the video to “The Reflex” I wanted to see them. Maybe their next tour won’t reach my country. Too expensive to go abroad. Maybe my courage will fail me and I won’t dare to take that step. A step that seems difficult to me, be in big crowds. The day I decided to buy the ticket. It was a day I had decided I would get to that concert no matter what. I had never been that determined in my life. Maybe that chance will never come again. That evil force might cancel every concert and event on this planet forever. No more fun ever a again. That wouldn’t be very nice, would it?

(Writing 101, day 15)