Nostalgia

Yesterday, Aaron asked me, "Do you think nostalgia is bad?" I paused for a moment and said, "No, as long as you don't dwell on it."

It was a simple question, yet it struck a loud chord in me. I started to think, "We'll, if you are never nostalgic, is that bad?"

And then a little after, I had a conversation with Michael about how he intensely missed everything after he went to a Kaba GBM and then said, "I can't imagine how you must be feeling."

I didn't deny that I do miss the people, but I don't catch myself thinking about that very often or having the urge to go back on the weekends. What does that mean, if anything at all?

On occasion, there will be Eli on GChat talking about his woes with the non-college life, recounting the spontaneous days and nights of Sean Taylor.

I wonder, why I am not more reminiscent of a period which I have deemed the best years of my life?




I have come to value emotions more than I have in the past. I’ve been conditioned to override emotion for the sake of what might considered to be the right way to act or react. I have built myself up to critically figure out what I should do and forgetting what I want to do. And most of the times, it comes subconsciously. It is those moments like the ones above that stop me in my tracks and I think, what do I really want and what do I really care about?