Nostalgia

I don't know if it's due to the weather, the cool October winds that carry and bring a thousand things, including memories, that are making me feel particularly nostalgic these days. I must say that I'm a very melancholic person; most of the time you'll find me quiet, serene, absorbed in my thoughts – thoughts that are almost always in the past, and even in the future, anticipating events that haven't occurred yet, but that feel very real in my head.

Although it may sound strange, I'm able to inhabit in the past and the future, but hardly in the present, as somehow I live through memories, which most of the time can be a double-edged sword. Lately, I find myself not only longing for times when I was completely happy, but also missing moments and people who hurt me deeply, whereby I promised never to relive it, my dangerous nostalgic mind sometimes tends to distort my memories, making me believe that perhaps not everything was that bad, unearthing the unforgivable and burying my pride. Curious, isn't it?

However, even if I complain about my nostalgic mind; I like being able to remember most of the time: textures, smells, and tastes; landscapes, places, and people – people who went far away but will always live on my mind and heart. Perhaps that's why people say “to remember is living again”, and truly, what a relief it is being able to travel to the past through memories, since there are people that I’d never want to erase from me, as I want to be able to return to them again and again, hurting and caressing my heart.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​