Whether you’re the type to kick back in the Caribbean or backpack through Europe, you’ve probably felt the highs of vacationing and then, the withdrawals after returning home.
That slump is what I’ve felt since seeing Beyonce and Jay Z’s On the Run Tour in Toronto two weeks ago.
Post-concert-depression. It’s a real thing, I know this — not because I’m crazy — but because my co-worker and friends have felt it too.
How does one get over putting up Roc signs to some of Jay’s biggest tunes? Not to mention witnessing Queen Bey move her hourglass-shaped body effortlessly to the beat? How about catching a glimpse of their wedding video? Dancing with your friends and singing along to every single word? Did I mention seeing Beyonce gracing us with her presence? No, I have no shame.
No, a concert high is like no other, especially when shared with your favourite people.
Days after, we’re still talking about it. Maybe, like other addictions, one must quit cold turkey. However, if that means taking Hova off my running playlist and removing Bey as my screensaver, I’d rather be post-concert depressed.