Raging Nostalgia...

So its been quite a while since I've taken time to write down my thoughts. I decided right now would be a perfect opportunity to take into my hands and project a bit of myself onto the screens of whoever reads this. If anything, I'm able to send my thoughts and feelings out into cyberspace where those thoughts can collect a bit of dust and age like a fine wine, waiting for others to taste it and add it to their own collection. The outcome of these blog entries is never predetermined, so it's interesting for me to see where I take myself at the end of each entry. Where was I when I began? Where am I now? As of late, nostalgia has been raging through my emotions as if there were no tomorrow. It's times like these when I realize that though growing up and being a part of this constant thing called life is a thrill and a journey to be enjoyed - even when you have to slosh through the mud and the muck for a while - my soul misses being a little child when everything was naively simple and never seemed to change much. It's the daily realization of moving on and certain things never being the same that gets me. I eventually have to play psychiatrist with myself and lean back and ask how I'm doing and what is weighing on my innermost self. When nostalgia hits, such as now, I wish I could tell more people to stop going through life so fast without stopping to fully enjoy what will soon pass on its own time. Time has no consideration for you...it moves on with or without you...