“I’m not very good at letting go,” Bridget Kelly says to me very matter of factly. “Can you tell that I’m a ride or die type chick?”
We’re sitting in a crowded trailer in the middle of Coney Island where Bridget, one of the first signees to Jay-Z’s Roc Nation, is shooting her very first music video and there’s a rush to finish before we lose natural sunlight.
“Special Delivery” is pure R&B. “Wrote him a goodbye letter today, with conviction in every stroke, licked the envelope and sent it away,” Bridget’s raspy voice sings. I couldn’t help but think about a recent experience in my own life.
After a hectic weekend in Atlanta for the BET Hip-Hop Awards, I got up dumb early and stumbled into Hartsfield International Airport to catch my 8 a.m. flight back to NYC. But after an unfortunate run-in with some over-zealous TSA employees, I missed my flight and found myself at another gate on an intimidating stand-by list. Pissed, annoyed and confrontational, I contemplated going back to security and filling in this empty time with cursing them all the way out.
I got some coffee instead.
As I sat there looking at the gate, I thought about everything the Universe has been teaching me recently about life. Something about this bizarre experience made me feel like it was all apart of The Plan, so I chilled out, waited the hour for the next flight and for what the Universe had in store.
Back on set in Coney Island…