Oh, the good old days. The days I ran through the fire hydrant’s splashing waters with great abandon. The days I put banana slices in my Frosted Flakes. The days where I could love both Duran Duran and Guns N Roses. The days in which I wrote long letters in cursive and mailed them out. The days when people would write back with an even longer letter.
Back when twinkies seemed lke a good thing to eat. Back when Bill Cosby seemed like a wholesome family man. Back at a time where we were supposedly slackers but became entrepreneurs, i.e. Elon Musk.
But back to the here and now. I can look back on the past with some fondness. But I can also enjoy the here and now. For instance, these are the good new days where all types of food can be delivered to one’s house by clicking a button on a phone. Now, instead of four main neteorks we have many channel selections. Having over 550 shows to select from. Well, this is good and bad. Out of those 550, I’ll probably just watch ten. Also, one slightly bad thing is that with so many shows what do you end up talking about at the watercooler? But back to the good.
I can listen to endless hours of music through countless device types: iPod, phone, Alexa, Spotify and so forth. Music is everywhere. That means we can have a good cry when needed. That means I can tap dance my way across the room.
Nostalgia can be great. Living in the moment even better.