Nostalgia.
A wave of nostalgia hits me like a waterfall, gently but with a force strong enough to awaken my emotions.
It is so extreme that I get to the point of wishing a time machine exists. As you’ve noticed from my previous two posts, they are about childhood memories.
My brain keeps swimming back to the past. Revisiting old monuments in my mind and opening doors that long ago I have closed.
Whether it’s a defense mechanism because of all the pain I’ve been harboring these past few months or my heart wanting to leap out and have an adventure, I am uncertain.
What will I do about this?
I thought.
Why repress it when it wants to be felt?
Why ignore it when it longs to be heard?
So I have figured out to plunge in and revisit my past.
I am planning to re-watch movies I used to love when I was a kiddo, eat at the places my parents used to take me, and reexplore the places we used to go to, etc.
I’d love to document them and share my reflections here but I wonder if this feeling of nostalgia will last.
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