The summers of 2008 and 2009 were magical, for me. Hell, the year 2009 itself was an incredible year for yours truly. I look back and fondly reminisce over the memories that were made and the times spent with people I thought would be around in my life forever.
I sat out on my porch yesterday evening with my legs propped up, relaxing and enjoying the pre-summer weather (my favorite at that time of the day). Days like yesterday are ones that remind me of old times. The sun shines, the atmosphere is warm and the mood is bright. Things kinda felt exactly like they did three years ago.
Except the same people aren’t around.
As the title denotes, nostalgia is a bitch by the name of Nidia.
A lot of people spend every iota of their time clinging to the vestiges of the past, what was and what never will be again. They spend minutes, hours, days, weeks and months thinking about the old during the present as time ensues, blasting towards the future. Those same people wake up one day and wonder where the hell time went, all the while their minds remain tuned into years from the past.
I’ve been like that. Not as much as before, but yesterday I was. Scenery and scents can drive one’s memory to old times. Yesterday smelled like the summers of 2008-2009.
Bittersweet, bittersweet memories.