Nostalgia

Nostalgia is useful. Nostalgia is, in some instances, practical. A fiction I tell myself. For it's not. Nostalgia is rose-tinted and limiting. More sorrowful than perhaps enjoyable, for these people are gone, that time is spent. Nostalgia is a hungriness to see, hear, be with them, or be them again; to be in that buried past, to be that buried self. Undisciplined, it rattles bars. The remembering self wants in but nostalgia can only take you so far; and yet, it can prevent you from focusing on the present and the future. I will understand myself through my past, through my inherited past, forgetting that sometimes to comprehend you have to live.

Picture credit: Nostalgia, Grigoriy Goldstein (source: WikiArt).

From journal, October 2022.