Kick ass concert last night, and I got an acceptance letter this morning for an article I wrote. I even made it through my morning class, albeit in a basso profundo sort of way, on - let's see - no sleep. Oh yes, I'm wired!→[More:]Epica was so good last night that by the second song or so I literally had tears of joy streaking down my face. It was the kind of concert where you feel unfit to co-exist in the same universe as the performers, or just privileged to come into contact with their higher plane of existence for whatever little brief time you have.

I'm actually sort of lost for words on this one. I just don't know how to convey the emotions that start pouring out when the music hits me at a show like that. All I know is for me it's the best feeling in the world, bar nothing, and I hope you have something - whether it's music or whatever - that gives you the same kind of high. Because it just wouldn't be worth living without.