Nostalgia

Today was a very sentimental/nostalgic day.

I watched videos of/about "Full House". I remembered the days of being in elementary school and watching Full House reruns on Nick at Night every single night at 9 and 9:30 for something like two years straight. Then in middle school, every day in the afternoon at 3 and 3:30. I never laughed much at that show, but I saw how it was funny. Lots of inner chuckles. But that show taught me family type values that will stick with me until the day I die. As corny as that show was, I took it deadly seriously. It was like family 101 every night. Nowa days it's on when I'm in school so I miss it. I'm going to start recording and watching it again when I get home. It's been a long time. I miss that time. But it's gone. I'll get over it.

But it's so strange how we can think like that. Remember a time and feel it so close in your mind until you truly FEEL like you could just blink and when you open your eyes you've traveled back in time.

I also watched videos of when Harry Potter was new.

I wish I was old enough to have really experienced that. I remember seeing the first movies in the theaters, and it dramatically effected me, but I never got it like I did until I read the books, which was too late. I remember having all the Harry Potter toys when they came out for the first one, but still. I just didn't get it the same. And now, I have read all the books. But even then I didn't finish the books until almost a year after the last book came out. But I'm grateful for being REALLY apart of the the last movies. I'll probably cry at the end of the last movie. I may not have been 100% apart of it, but it's still been with me since I was little. And it will continue to be with me until I die. I plan on reading the books in an endless cycle. I'll take breaks, but I'll always continue where I left off. I wonder how many times I will have gone through the books when I'm old. Plenty, I'm sure. But they will always feel brand new. I know it.

So yeah. Lots of childhood thinking today. I wish I could go back and tell myself to pay better attention. But at least I remember enough to feel sentimental about it. That's good enough for me.