Sometimes my brain hits me with the most mundane memories, and even those bring comfort & nostalgia at times. Trying to appreciate all the little things and enjoy the moment.
You made me think of the comic with a guy at the computer reminiscing about some time in the past where he was at the computer.
That’s the one
Nice!
Due to my mental illness, I’m never really very happy or very sad. I live in a state of general contentment though, which for me is preferable to experiencing either extreme.
A gift I’ve received from years of spiritual/psychological work and exploring has been the ability to, every once in a great while, experience and create beauty while it happens. It’s so much more pure than that vague sense of loss that comes with reminiscing.
Yep.
You don’t know what you got till it’s gone.
