When she remarked, “This is a pretty big birthday party,” at the sight of someone else’s birthday sign, it occurred to me that maybe I came to this music festival to avoid the reality of not having enough friends to throw a birthday party. I didn’t think they were losers for being alone, so why would I think the same of myself? As I ate them in bed, I relished that attending the festival alone meant I had the freedom to leave when I wanted. Perhaps the music festival can be a source of connection—even if we don’t make friends, we feel part of something bigger than ourselves. I might not have a family or friends to go to a music festival with, but singing in unison with a bunch of strangers united in our love for how the music makes us feel, is worth something.