Dear Chelsea Wolfe,
I am sorry I cannot make it to your concert tonight.
Reason is: I was listening to some of your stuff on YouTube this morning. Then I became sad. Sadness sneaked into every pore of my body. Now it’s keeping me from leaving the house. I have to turn off my computer now.
But: I gave the ticket to a friend (of a friend). She was sad, too. She thought she couldn’t come and see you. The ticket made her happy.
All the best,