Getting All Nostalgic

I remember when fun meant something different to me. It was so much simpler. My brother and I could just play with our action figures and beanie babies for hours on end. It wasn't even that long ago that I could walk out my front door and play basketball or football with my neighbors. Nostalgia is a funny thing for me. Although I wish I could experience this again, I love life as it is now, too. Unlike Springsteen's "The River," my life did not suddenly get worse after that period. I'm not in any great pain now, and I realize that those times were not actually any better than the present, just different. When I look back, my nostalgia makes me feel warm on the inside. My brother and I were driving around a couple weeks ago, and we decided to revisit the neighborhood where we grew up. Just remembering the good times we had brought me back, and I feel like it wasn't that long ago after all.