It's very important that we start creating new content again. We can only build on nostalgia so much before we have nothing left to build on.
I am suddenly comsumed by nostalgia for the little girl who was me, who loved the fields and believed in God, who spent winter days home sick from school reading Nancy Drew and sucking menthol cough drops, who could keep a secret.
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
Nostalgia is a side effect of dying.