Nostalgia

When nostalgia hits me it is never subtle or fleeting. It is overwhelming. All-consuming. Emotionally exhausting. It feels as though the memories are clawing at my insides, dying to be released, knowing the effort is for naught. 30 seconds of a song takes me back to my childhood, the first time I remember rewinding a… Continue reading Nostalgia

Clouds are nostalgic

I often stare at the sky. I take an excessive amount of photos of clouds, sunrises, sunsets (and cats too). There’s something about how the clouds fill the sky, it reminds me of being a child. Naive and full of wonder. Clouds that billow high up into the air, or clouds that dot the sky,… Continue reading Clouds are nostalgic