“Time moves in one direction, memory in another.” ~ William Gibson
Nostalgia is a funny thing. When you least expect it, what began as a glimpse into your subconscious suddenly floods your senses and overwhelms you with thoughts of the past. It could be a song lyric, a smell or an old picture that triggers the trip down memory lane but, regardless of how the journey begins, the open road to your past looms behind and begs for you to follow it.
On occasion that journey can feel like you have stepped through a portal into the time-space continuum and have completely ensconced yourself in that moment so many years ago. You can visualize the wallpaper on the walls that no longer exist in reality but feel like they are an arm’s length away if you reached out to touch them. You can inhale fragrant scents and feel the presence of the person who used to wear that particular perfume or cologne. That one song can play and transport you back to the time and place you have associated so strongly with those lyrics.
That road that stretches behind us still waits for us whenever we feel the beckoning pull of sentimentality. Venturing down that protected surface serves to remind us where we’ve been but will always afford us the opportunity to turn around and forge ahead into the future.
Understanding and embracing those things from our past can only motivate us to continue. We carve the paths of our progressive journey knowing that the moments that have shaped us will always be there to remind us of where we have been and where we have since chosen to go.