this was such a calming read. wonderfully reflective, with a ‘low stakes’ and balanced perspective on the accumulation of particular items over the course of one’s life. i enjoyed it very much. plus, i know now that the best haiku i’ve ever read is written by lindsey.
I loved this. Nostalgia and “nowheres” are one of those things that reminds me of literature.. it is infinite in a way that really only makes sense to the person experiencing it. What a beautiful thing. It also makes me think of the tangled mess of experiencing nostalgia while in a present moment… what a strange thing to think about that we all do.
It is a tangled mess! Sometimes it’s beautiful—medicinal, even. Sometimes it carries you somewhere you thought you’d left behind.
I forgot which episode it is where Tony Soprano says, “‘Remember when’ is the lowest form of conversation.” Meanwhile, he’s in therapy turning over every childhood stone. (I think he’s also saying this to belittle someone). In some ways, it can feel like “remember when” is the only conversation anyone really cares to have, especially when it comes to literature - even in a speculative sense.
this was such a calming read. wonderfully reflective, with a ‘low stakes’ and balanced perspective on the accumulation of particular items over the course of one’s life. i enjoyed it very much. plus, i know now that the best haiku i’ve ever read is written by lindsey.
Thanks, Nick! It's true, Lindsey is the true star of this one.
So true, I do the same thing with saved objects; not necessarily in January, but throughout the year.
I loved this. Nostalgia and “nowheres” are one of those things that reminds me of literature.. it is infinite in a way that really only makes sense to the person experiencing it. What a beautiful thing. It also makes me think of the tangled mess of experiencing nostalgia while in a present moment… what a strange thing to think about that we all do.
It is a tangled mess! Sometimes it’s beautiful—medicinal, even. Sometimes it carries you somewhere you thought you’d left behind.
I forgot which episode it is where Tony Soprano says, “‘Remember when’ is the lowest form of conversation.” Meanwhile, he’s in therapy turning over every childhood stone. (I think he’s also saying this to belittle someone). In some ways, it can feel like “remember when” is the only conversation anyone really cares to have, especially when it comes to literature - even in a speculative sense.