I carried about $50 in cash because I knew one souvenir would cost that much. I carried the excitement for both myself and my sister who was coming along with me; not because she didn't like Beyonce, but because the level of excitement I had was enough to qualify for two people. I carried only a knitted sweater, despite the temperature being in the single digits but I'd soon carry the regret of not bringing anything heavier if I had known we would end up taking public transportation home. I carried the built up emotion that would eventually turn into tears once I saw the queen herself come onto stage. I carried the pride of knowing that just hours before this concert, Beyonce released her surprise album and we would be the first to hear the new music live - we carried history. I carried my phone with a fully charged battery because I knew I would hate myself if it died in the middle of everything. I carried anticipation - I knew these concerts were legendary but this was my first time seeing the legend firsthand. By the end, I carried countless photos and videos. I carried a lost voice and heavy eyes from all the crying. I carried the memories and the awe of being in the same room of my favorite artist.
The description of the things you carried to the concert is more like a list then a narrative which fits a lot like O’Brien’s writing style. Since both mental and physical items you carried are mentioned. I especially think the ending line is good and interesting. “I carried a lost voice and heavy eyes from all the crying.” It makes the reader possibly think further if the lost voice is from so much emotion or just excitement in a more physical context. Heavy eyes and crying can also suggest deep inspiration and sense of feeling from the performance or simply just what the body does in the mist of such a powerfully stimulating atmosphere.
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