exhuastion provokes nostalgia

Maybe, for me, everything provokes nostalgia. I don’t know, but it seems like I’ve always gravitate toward a “man I wish that great thing wasn’t over / dead / lost”. Like bellbottoms, single left white gloves, and madonna bracelets.

Today, however, it’s simplicity. I miss it: summer afternoons with no school (or anything) planned on the following day. Best friends all within a few houses of one another.

Emotional weightlessness.

~ by joshuacreative on March 17, 2008.