I have to admit that I am someone who finds nostalgic in pretty much everything, even the things that I didn’t experience and enjoy. Mixed tapes being just one example. I grew up in the 90s and early 2000s and by then, cassettes were pretty much obsolete. The only time I’ve ever used cassettes was when I had to record something for a school project in the fifth grade. Mixed tapes weren’t really a thing when I was growing up, but I wasn’t really into music back then, so I wouldn’t really know. Despite this, I can’t help but to feel nostalgic whenever mixed tapes or cassettes is brought up. I guess I’m fond of anything that was once popular but is obsolete now. I wonder how many years if will take for me to be nostalgic for Pokemon Go. Oh, that’s right. Never.
There are a number of things that still exist that I’ve missed, but I’m not sure if I would experience them again. And if I did, if it would feel the same as it did before. Two of these, of course, are specific to New York City, where I call my home, despite being there for the least amount of time. I have spent 20 years now in Florida, but I’ve never considered myself a Floridian. I do not enjoy feeling like I’m melting 10 months out of the year.
Sigh. The joys of living in Florida. Let me tell you, I will not miss Florida. Well, maybe in a snowstorm.
Although writing letters still exist in this world full of technological advances, it’s been slowly dying out in the past 20 years, like journalism and blogging and having a conversation with someone without at least one of you glued to the screen of your phone like a zombie. But, on the other hand, phone zombies are very on trend right now.
Although I briefly had a penpal from Italy in the fourth grade.it really didn’t amount to anything and I didn’t get interested in having penpals until I was well into my 20s. It was a combination of nostalgia and watching YouTube videos of people receiving penpal packages. I wanted to find a penpal who was close to my age, but it was difficult. I ended up finding a penpal who was a bit younger than me, but I already knew her, so that helped. It was lovely exchanging letters and packages with her, but I just did not feel comfortable with it, and I felt I was forcing myself to write the letters. I wanted it to feel natural but instead, it felt like I was doing a 25 page essay on the American Revolution.
When I was in New York, my family and I would go to to Chinatown every weekend. It was a family tradition. Of We didn’t really do anything special. My parents won errands while us kids just went to various stores and stood around looking at stuff. Some people might say that it was no different than grocery shopping. But you just don’t get the same feeling of nostalgia shopping at Wal-Mart.
There is a part of Orlando where there is a cluster of Asian stores that somewhat resembles a vague idea of what a Chinatown is. It’s just not the same. It’s not as lively and there isn’t as many places to go to. But then again, I’m comparing apples to oranges. It’s just that Orlando is a really sad orange.
OK, so for those of you who take the Subway, or the equivalent, on a regular basis, you may think I’m crazy for being nostalgic for public transportation. Well, keep in mind that I moved out of New York when I was a child. As a result, I’m quite disappointed that I didn’t grow taking the subway as a teenager and young adult. Actually, I remember when I was like ten, I was on the bus with my mother, and I was jealous of seeing teenagers taking the bus by themselves. And this was on a BUS. A bus. I guess I’m more nostalgia for experiences I missed in New York because my parents were like, “Yeah, we want to slowly die from the humidity and THE SUN. Off to Florida we go. Clearly, my nostalgia here has been romanticized a bit, but I still miss the Subway.
Who’s not nostalgic for the morning rush and being in a subway car full of 100+ angry, cranky New Yorkers who want to secretly kill you? :p