I read this awhile back when you first posted and had an immediate reaction which I am only now getting around to posting. Nostalgia is my jam, my favorite is listening to 70’s music which makes me nostalgic for my mom and being an adolescent, and 80’s music which makes me nostalgic for teen movies of that era. It sounds morbid but I’ve always known this is the nostalgia I want to feel laying in my deathbed.
on anticipatory nostalgia: I'm weepy all the time with my kids. It's all so poignant. You're experiencing things, but also appreciating that you're experiencing them at the same time. I think that self-awareness is actually good and makes the experience that much richer for knowing that it's important and also transient.
I read somewhere that gratitude is highly correlated to happiness. I don't quite know how you measure either of those things, but I totally accept it as truth and try both be happy and be grateful. It risks bleeding over into being smug, tho. Which is why everyone needs some purpose or mission beyond themselves.
I got tired of Threads in less than 24 hours there. Social media was ruined when corporations started using them for "strategic comms and brand positioning".
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You are absolutely right. Friendship takes a lot of work... I've been thinking a lot about who really are my friends -good close friends- ever since you ask me that. It's kinda hurtful to reflect on that.
Right!? I know I have everything I need/want with email, text, and some sort of writing platform like Substack (if not my own website). And yet somehow I get tricked into trying out the shiny versions. (I do love seeing your film photography, even if I despise Instagram.)
On friendship, I've been thinking about it more too, about the differences between "people I enjoy spending time with" and the handful of friends I feel truly committed to. Maybe it's all too idealistic, but I want to be friends with people I admire, respect, trust. People I want to change with, grow with, become old and happy with. People who genuinely want me to be happy and fulfilled. Maybe it's too much to ask for, but why not try? (sending hugs, my friend.)
“We re-litigated episodes from over a decade ago and surfaced resentments that had accumulated along the way. We gave each other feedback, got defensive, and made up.” Muddy marshes AND this sparring? I’d be so exhausted. I kid. But I feel like I know exactly how this went. The wilderness looked great! I definitely would have whined the whole time.
I read this awhile back when you first posted and had an immediate reaction which I am only now getting around to posting. Nostalgia is my jam, my favorite is listening to 70’s music which makes me nostalgic for my mom and being an adolescent, and 80’s music which makes me nostalgic for teen movies of that era. It sounds morbid but I’ve always known this is the nostalgia I want to feel laying in my deathbed.
Playlist please!
on anticipatory nostalgia: I'm weepy all the time with my kids. It's all so poignant. You're experiencing things, but also appreciating that you're experiencing them at the same time. I think that self-awareness is actually good and makes the experience that much richer for knowing that it's important and also transient.
I like that. It reminds me of a couple of Vonnegut quotes that I've always liked:
“Enjoy the little things in life because one day you'll look back and realize they were the big things.”
“And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.”
I read somewhere that gratitude is highly correlated to happiness. I don't quite know how you measure either of those things, but I totally accept it as truth and try both be happy and be grateful. It risks bleeding over into being smug, tho. Which is why everyone needs some purpose or mission beyond themselves.
I got tired of Threads in less than 24 hours there. Social media was ruined when corporations started using them for "strategic comms and brand positioning".
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You are absolutely right. Friendship takes a lot of work... I've been thinking a lot about who really are my friends -good close friends- ever since you ask me that. It's kinda hurtful to reflect on that.
Right!? I know I have everything I need/want with email, text, and some sort of writing platform like Substack (if not my own website). And yet somehow I get tricked into trying out the shiny versions. (I do love seeing your film photography, even if I despise Instagram.)
On friendship, I've been thinking about it more too, about the differences between "people I enjoy spending time with" and the handful of friends I feel truly committed to. Maybe it's all too idealistic, but I want to be friends with people I admire, respect, trust. People I want to change with, grow with, become old and happy with. People who genuinely want me to be happy and fulfilled. Maybe it's too much to ask for, but why not try? (sending hugs, my friend.)
“We re-litigated episodes from over a decade ago and surfaced resentments that had accumulated along the way. We gave each other feedback, got defensive, and made up.” Muddy marshes AND this sparring? I’d be so exhausted. I kid. But I feel like I know exactly how this went. The wilderness looked great! I definitely would have whined the whole time.
We'll start with Golden Gate Park and work our way up to the High Sierra :)
Maybe a brewery in the woods and go from there. I can bring a backpack with photo gear 😆