I have this thing called FOMO. It stands for “fear of missing out.” Essentially, I want to do everything I can because I’m afraid I’ll miss something big or important.
This weekend, Columbia hosted its eighth annual Roots N Blues (RNB) festival. I’d never been. I actually heard about it for the first time last year and thought it was just a tiny concert in the street.
I was wrong. It’s a big deal. A really big deal.
I’d never been to a music festival in general for this year’s RNB, and I didn’t plan on going this year. There were several great bands going, but I just couldn’t justify the $85 for a weekend of non-productivity.
However, we were sitting in our morning budget meeting for The Missourian and Tom asked who was attending. On impulse, I raised my hand and immediately posted on Mizzou Ticketmarket in hopes that someone would sell me a cheap ticket, if only for one day.
I finally got someone to offer me a weekend ticket for $50 and I took it without thinking about the repercussions on my bank account.
After I made the money/ticket exchange, I felt sick. I don’t have the money to do fun things and still afford to buy excess amounts of coffee.
Regardless, I went. I only attended Saturday and Sunday, but as soon as the temperature dropped to 75 degrees in the park, I knew I made the right decision.
This semester has already been one of the most stressful of my college career. I’m in constant fear of failure and judgment. I hide in coffee shops for hours and avoiding social situations because I feel like I have so much to do that I can’t do both.
Roots N Blues was exactly what I needed. Though this week will be the end of me because I didn’t finish the homework I was supposed to over the weekend, I have no regrets. I had an amazing time, hung out with amazing people, heard amazing music, had the best doughnut of my life and thought nothing of my obligations to school and The Missourian. It was the breath of fresh air the doctor ordered. (There wasn’t actually a doctor, but I bet he/she would have ordered it.)
In conclusion, I’ve decided that yes, school is important and I need to become A LOT better with time management. BUT I need to take time for myself. I feel like I’m constantly going and have lost all focus to the extent that I studied on the roof of a parking garage to escape distraction.
So thank you RNB for providing a delightful weekend and a chance to live.