Jen Santulan | SFV & Los Angeles Realtor

i’ve been to plenty of festivals, but i’m still trying to find the words for what head trip felt like. 🥹

the space. the stage. the production. sound that completely engulfed you, even from the back. everywhere you looked, people dancing, singing, completely swept up in music that has been part of our lives for years.

saturday left us heartbroken. cutting the music right before the drop and missing calvin felt criminal. getting home in the rain was a whole ordeal too. then sunday somehow gave us a lineup i still can’t believe we experienced in one night. better weather, our people, and one unforgettable moment after another.

and then swedish house mafia played one of the most epic mashups ever, and i absolutely lost my fucking mind. it’s beautiful how some songs hold so much of our lives in them. those who know, know how much i love “i wanna dance with somebody” and how much “calling” means to our rave fam. hearing one go into the other was everything. farrice sniffed out the buildup from 30 miles away, of course.

but what gets me watching this back is all of us. the looks when we realized what was coming. the jumping. the absolute joy of getting to share that moment with each other.

just pure, overwhelming, holy-shit-i’m-so-happy-to-be-alive euphoria.

we’re older now. life looks different. there’s more to carry. and for that moment, all i could feel was joy. i wish i could bottle it up and let everyone feel it.

part of me wants head trip to happen again. another part understands the “you just had to be there” and wonders how you could ever recreate this exact feeling.

i’m just so grateful we were there. that we still get to find each other in a crowd, sing our hearts out, and make memories we’ll talk about for years.

maybe moments like this heal a little part of our inner child too. giving ourselves permission to jump, scream, dance, and feel joy without holding any of it back.

i hope we never decide we’re too old for that. go with your people. make the memory. let the younger you come out and play. whatever your version of this is, make room for it.

keep making room for the things that make you feel this alive. 💫