it's more a general observation about nostalgia. Which always seems to go you know what's great while forgetting what isn't. I could think about the fun I had with ladies before getting into a long term relationship easily but somehow forget how much time I also spent being lonely. That loneliness doesn't matter because that part of it of not knowing how long it would last is completely gone. More talking about generalities about being a person with a person brain. On the subject of cars it's amazing how much better cars are now. They tend to handle better. Even the "wimpy" cars get more pick up and a really big one people keep getting into auto accidents but there are significantly less fatalities and certain severe injuries, because they realized that if the car crumples up and takes most of the damage less of the force hits you or your passenger. That's not something people think about when considering how many cars they could own. Though the original idea of the post reminds me of how I love old things such as movies and stories (my favorite show is from the mid 60's and is super quaint in many ways "Dark Shadows" I could have got a few pipes for the price of that box set.) but when money comes up I'll have to check out how much it's actually worth. I remember one short story where the big job that was central to the story involved the guy getting half as much a month as I was making which would have been equal to about 60,000 a year.
I like watching old movies. I remember watching with my family. Many new movies are great too. But sometimes it seems like its all been said and done before. What I hate is when they remake an old movie and screw it up and you're stuck with reruns of the remake instead of the original.
They recently remade Pet Cemetery and I told my girlfriend, watch we'll never see the original again unless we get some streaming app, rent it, or buy it.
I love old Sherlock Holmes shows. Mostly any mystery. Loved Columbo too. I guess that's sort of why I'd like to visit the 50s. My parents grew up in that time. The stories they'd tell.
I like where I'm at now. I mean comparing then and now even with all our problems, now is much better. I wish by now we would've figured out how to be kinder to each other, learned to work together to solve the problems currently with the climate, 1/2 the great barrier reef is dead. We did that or we allowed that to happen. Honey bees have disappeared by the 1000s. If they die out, eventually we die too.
If the oceans die, we die. I don't mean dry up. I mean if Ocean life dies, we die. I believe global warming is part of the reason for the barrier reef dying. We're the other part of the equation. Toxic waste, fracking, oil spills, drilling in environments we have no business messing with.
We better wake up, SOON or one day, it'll be a day too late.
The other reason for posting this is its one of my scenarios for meditation when I can't sleep. One of the Drs said to make up stories so going back in time on a vacation is one. She suggested it because thinking about a calm pool of water bores me, then I have to go do something else. Thinking about a waterfall is nice for about a minute, then I'm bored and I'm going to go do something else. So she suggested stories. They work so I don't knock it.
When I was taking creative writing I used one as a story, everyone loved it. Said the ending felt rushed. I said well after10 pages I thought I should wrap it up.
My teachers have always suggested I write. Its something I love doing. Never thought about publishing or anything. My girlfriend thinks I should write something or extend and polish one of my old stories and try publishing it. Not sure if I want the hassle, or if it was any good the fame and attention. The money would be nice. My luck I'd get rich, have a heart attack, then die. Wouldn't get a chance to spend a dime.
