I love live music. Rock, Rap, loud and hard. There is nothing better than being on the floor, right next to the stage at a concert.
There are moments though, when I look around, and I see so many couples, dancing, singing, enjoying each other. I start thinking it would be nice to have someone to share this with. I wish I could turn and see someone there for me, smiling, excited, trapped in the moment with me.
I do my best to immerse myself in the music again and ignore what I'm feeling. My wife doesn't like these crowded spaces. The loud music is just too much. Maybe she decided to sit in seats rather than stand down here, or maybe she just stayed home and told me to go without her. It is OK, I have someone, ..but I don't. All of the times I was happy to take an interest in things simply to make her happy. I'm not saying it was torture, I wanted to make her happy.
I'm probably just being a wuss! What kind of a guy is going to whine about this stuff. Man up and deal, who needs a "chick" to slow you down any ways.