Living In The Past

Today I was sitting my room listening to "Interstate Love Song," by the Stone Temple Pilots, and I was reminded of childhood. I instantly got the feeling like I was five years old traveling to Brookfield Square with mom, and my days consisted of simplicities of childhood and the time before the "real" Internet. It got me thinking about the importance and danger of being nostalgic. It is important to reflect on the past, and hold on to things from the past, but there is a danger to never moving on. You find yourself thinking that when you see the fifty-some year old guy at the mall in his Grateful Dead t-shirt and Birkenstocks; you just want to come up to him and say, "Dude, the sixties have been over for like almost forty years now." So why do people cling on the things that define their generation? It is for safety? Maybe. For me that is part of the reason. I think every time I hear the opening to The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, I feel the comfort of something familiar and also the comfort of something from my "youth." The other reason is that people just have a hard time identifying with new trends. I, someone who is only eighteen, already does not understand the whole "emo" movement at all...and I don't care to. Some things are just are to shake too. Yes, I still say "tape" and "VCR," and the Internet/cell phones still seem new to me. I just hope to God I won't be the fifty some year old woman in a Sublime t-shirt and baggy jeans. But that's just my opinion I could be wrong...