The Wrong Choice


Last night was Saturday night.

I needed a change.

I was SO SICK of dancing at the same place with the same people.

I made a last minute decision to drive to LA for the Eddie Santiago concert at the Conga Room.

After deciding what I wanted to do, I called a dance buddy and asked if he wanted to go, too. Of course he did. So I met him there.

I was not there 10 minutes and I was ready to go. I didn’t like the crowd and could tell I wouldn’t be dancing much.

Had I been by myself I would have left and gone around the corner to where I knew my friends were playing that night. For the first time in a long time, though, I wasn’t out by myself. I had my dance buddy. And I couldn’t ask him to give up the price of admission just because I was bored and unhappy.

The salt came pouring into my wound when a girlfriend I hadn’t been out dancing with in forever told me she was at my same place with my same people AND was running into old friends of ours. The place I was SO SICK of was now exactly where I wanted to be.

How can you learn from that mistake? Because I didn’t just make the wrong choice. I made the wrong choice twice over. There were TWO other places I could have had more fun at.

I learned I prefer going places alone because I like having the freedom to leave and relocate whenever I want. It is the Kiki way.

I also learned that sometimes you just have to be in the moment, embrace it, and not go to some random concert with a buddy just because you want a change of scenery.

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