nostalgic

Never knew a 4x4 square could hold so much meaning. So much memory. 

Twinking lights and sappy songs on a rainy day and it just sets the mood for nostalgia. 

Can't help placing myself back into each memory. Good friends. Good family. Good good times.

  And I wanna be back there. 

I fear the things that lay ahead can not possibly be as good as they had been. 

Although I never knew back before then that life would be so joyful even throughout the many downs life brought. And life's been a struggle and continues to be, of course, but that's why we're here. Looking at you, her, him, we , us... I smile knowing I had what I did. 

And I was lucky. 

I know what lays ahead will still bring memories and I'll have more 4x4's to get all sentimental over. 

And I just wanna be able to look back and say I was luckier than I ever thought I'd be. 

And so I guess it's just that I won't ever be in those specific times or with those specific people again. It was a one time experience. It's hard for me to accept.

And that's why I love pictures. They bring magic in an ordinary place, it freezes time

      even just for a second. 

And looking at them, you can go back to that memory whenever you desire. So it may not be the same as being there when you first created the memory. But at least it's there to remind you of the memory. Now we just get to cherish them. And make more. 

And I suppose that's what life's about. 

Fitting your heart and soul into as many 4x4 as you can.