Reeling in my sappiness.

Having lived 26 years on this earth, I feel like I'm at a point where I can look back on life with a sense of nostalgia. When you're late teens/early twenties, it's hard to justify nostalgia....in most cases, it just happened to you. But now that I'm seeing the 90s generation turning 18, I feel I'm due up for some nostalgia.

Mainly because the aforementioned fact makes me feel old and like reliving my youth.

I was hanging out with my friend Emily, she was busy getting me some old music (keep in mind, she's 8 years my junior and listens to the likes of Bob Dylan and The Flying Burrito Brothers - of Gram Parsons fame). To act as a sound filler for our hangings out, she put on an old recorded TV version on VHS of (scrawled in pencil on the side, to avoid confusion) Alice in Wonderland (Real people).

What happened next lit up my brain and emotions like none other. The movie was absolutely horrid from a writing standpoint and Alice's awkward emoting; but I was captured again as a 10 year old watching this in Mr. Hageman's 5th Grade class, studying raptly the part of the March Hare, of whose part I was to perform in front of an audience of parents. It immediately brought back the nervousness and awkwardness (and along with that the reminder that this performance was my first in front of ANYONE).

I may not be doing a good job explaining how this all made me feel, as my emotions are hard to tag, but know this:

I feel a rebirthing coming.