Occasionally I think back to that night. I remember the first words from the morning after popping up with a tiny notification.
HELLO.
Thanks, Adele. That once casual greeting has just become a cultural metaphor for relationships past, and in many ones, a relationship I had. Well. Who doesn't enjoy romanticizing history in the form of "could of," "has been" and "used to be?"
But as someone said to me, "Fuck nostalgia."
Actually the first time he said that, my brain froze. Partially because it was an unexpected statement coming from the poster boy of hipsterdom (the person I could turn to about vinyl facts, yellow-toned photography and identifying eras of music); mostly though - the shock was rooted in personal offense. Who doesn't love nostalgia? "Things were better back in xxxx" or "Remember when xxx." Thrift shopping. Throwbacks. #Flashbackfriday... All that has come full circle now though. He's right.
Nostalgia has been abused.
Why waste time on thinking about what used to be?
Fuck the clingy emotions that people bring to the table when talking about the past, especially about times before they were born. Fuck romanticizing history as if stagnated culture would've been preferred. Music, clothes, behaviors, art won't evolve through repetition.
Enjoy it for what it was.
Congratulate yourself for the experience.
Move on.
In some cases: Dip your toes back in the reflecting pool just to relive the sensation a little bit. Just make sure to take your feet out before they prune.
x
HELLO.
Thanks, Adele. That once casual greeting has just become a cultural metaphor for relationships past, and in many ones, a relationship I had. Well. Who doesn't enjoy romanticizing history in the form of "could of," "has been" and "used to be?"
But as someone said to me, "Fuck nostalgia."
Actually the first time he said that, my brain froze. Partially because it was an unexpected statement coming from the poster boy of hipsterdom (the person I could turn to about vinyl facts, yellow-toned photography and identifying eras of music); mostly though - the shock was rooted in personal offense. Who doesn't love nostalgia? "Things were better back in xxxx" or "Remember when xxx." Thrift shopping. Throwbacks. #Flashbackfriday... All that has come full circle now though. He's right.
Nostalgia has been abused.
Why waste time on thinking about what used to be?
Fuck the clingy emotions that people bring to the table when talking about the past, especially about times before they were born. Fuck romanticizing history as if stagnated culture would've been preferred. Music, clothes, behaviors, art won't evolve through repetition.
Enjoy it for what it was.
Congratulate yourself for the experience.
Move on.
In some cases: Dip your toes back in the reflecting pool just to relive the sensation a little bit. Just make sure to take your feet out before they prune.
x
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