Nostalgia

I remember the good old days, when used to get nostalgic about the things that mattered. We sat out there, and used to reminisce for hours and hours about all the things we used to love, all the good times, and all the fun we used to have, when things were cheaper and life was simpler, we enjoyed reminiscing, and we loved to do it.

But now … it’s different.

You don’t really get nostalgic these days, you don’t have the time to look back and just think “man it really was better back then.”

Nowadays, what little nostalgia there is is forced upon us, through this dang Internet thing. Back in the day you actually had to find someone to be nostalgic with, but now you can just sign on to a website and just say, “Hey do you remember this?”

Within minutes hundreds of people swap stories about their pasts.

Sure, it’s convenient, but where’s that warmth, the sense of shared personal experiences that bonds people together?

I remember, this one time, me and a friend of mine, must have been two thousand and naught, we just sat in a park, didn’t do anything at all, and just talked about all the stuff we liked from the nineties or whenever. Filled the whole afternoon with reminiscing about all sorts of stuff. Now all I can do is post relevant things into some web forum or blog comment and even then, am I doing it for the joy of being nostalgic, or just for the click/page views that comes with it?

Nostalgia got worse as we got older. Its not like it was back when we were first getting nostalgic.

Kids these days will never know what it really means to be nostalgic.