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Childhood
Daily Meditation 904— 8/21/2024
While driving back home, today, I had a pang of nostalgia for elements of my childhood. Surely, you too have experienced moments like this.
The cool basement as the red light of your N64 flicks on in the warmth of the summer evening, the engine roar of “Mario Kart 64” while you distribute controllers to friends.
The first time you rode a skateboard. How the sand and pebbles ground beneath you. The sensation of pride you felt on your first ollie.
When you would go swimming in the warm, shallow river deep in the woods near your home.
When you first discovered Pokémon in the issue of Nintendo Power.
The awe of the first time using the internet. IGN’s eye-bleeding black and red OG webpage. The original Google search engine (to say nothing of askjeeves!). Waiting 5–10 minutes for midi songs to load.
Depending your age (mine clearly is showing from the 1980/90s), you’ve got little “pangs” of your own from your childhood which sporadically hit you. It’s a sort of sickly itch which you know you cannot scratch.
Many people try to hang onto their nostalgic childhoods in various ways — collecting is one such way. For example, I know a few people who grew up watching the original Star Wars when it released in 1977. Today, at…