Nostalgia

Im barely scratching the surface, but what a visually enthralling masterpiece. Everything we’ve ever discarded, forgotten, or left behind doesn’t disappear, it just settles somewhere in us waiting to surface again. We are all carrying a fragile flame through it all, courageously relighting it every time it dies from the suffocation of nostalgia, one of the many things that can separate a life well lived from a life simply endured.