Nostalgia

These past couple days I have been making myself go to bed at around 10:30pm (very early for me) and sleep until at least 8am. Nothing beats Ambian with a glass of wine. I was really out of it last week. Kind of feeling beat-down and tired.

I'm rebounding now. I went to the gym last night and then stayed up late reading World Systems Analysis for school. I have a paper due next week, so I am very focused on that right now.

I listened to a radio show the other day about nostalgia -- you, know the emotion of romanticizing the past. It was really beautiful. The narrator of the program had looked up his babysitter form 20 years ago. He had to hire a detective to find her, but when he finally found her they had this wonderful, truthful conversation where they compared notes about their memories. It was an interesting analysis of memory too.

I hardly remember my old babysitters...but I do have intense feelings of nostalgia for various episodes in my childhood. Like going hiking in the public park with my dad and my sister. Or hanging out at "Arabica," the local coffee shop. Or riding my bike to the comic shops all the way across town.

It's funny what triggers nostalgia. Could be any sense, and yet no sense to it all.