I miss concerts.
I miss that feeling when your favorite band announces a show.
I miss checking the calendar to see what night of the week it falls on.
I miss texting friends to figure out the plan for getting tickets.
I (even) miss paying those damn service fees.
I miss the thrill of seeing the date on the calendar coming up.
I miss the anticipation when you are waiting in line outside with your ticket in hand.
I miss dropping cash at the merch stand once you are inside.
I miss the sight of the stage before they go on.
I miss bonding with the people around you over your mutual love of the band.
I miss that feeling of excitement in your chest when the lights go down and the band walks out.
I miss hearing that opening riff.
I miss losing my voice from screaming and singing along with every song.
I miss walking out of the venue with my ears ringing and my heart full of happiness.
I miss concerts.