To use or ignore as it suited my needs. I remember this feeling. And it wasn’t because I knew better and didn’t care…..it was because it just was the way it was. Rudeness and inconsideration was simply because I just didn’t know that I was part of this whole world yet. That other things would matter. Everything was special and mine…I was totally unique. The mornings were mine and I was the only one who could feel them the “right” way. My ideas were original and people couldn’t get them because they were too deep. My best friend was mine and mine alone. My style was completely mine, my favorite programs were mine. I was special.
Doom Music. I’m so greatful that I heard it in my lifetime. It touches me somewhere that I can’t describe. I can’t even evoke a bad feeling when I’m listening to classic Doom or Heretic music. Life was always good when I was playing those games. I would often use them, to release frustration that I fealt from work or family. They also remind me of the many fun hours I spent creating my own levels, music, and graphics. And the feelings of extreme excitement when I would finally play one of my own levels, and realize that it was good….really good and fun.
Sleeping while watching old Vincent Price movies. That’s such a great feeling. For some reason, VP’s voice soothes me, like a lullaby. As a child, his movies were the horror movies I was allowed to watch. So sleeping while hearing him, is almost like stepping back to being 8 years old, and sleeping in the security, that my mom is in the next room, that I’ll always be taken care of, and that I have no worries.
Lupin the 3rd and Cased Closed anime episodes. Always make me happy.
Playing old Nintendo games, such as Legacy of the Wizard. I remember the excited feeling I got knowing that there would be a lot of things to explore, but that none of them would be so hard as to frustrate me. The anticipation of starting the new game, and going on a mental journey.
Danish Dessert! Don’t know if anyone else remembers this stuff, but it was a delicious strawberry jello type stuff, that was meant for pie filling. My mom used to make it in little bowls and keep them in the fridge. Yumm….boy, I’d like to have some more of that.
UpdateSomeone very wonderful read this little section of my website and sent me 5 boxes of Dannish Dessert!!!! Can you believe the kindness in this world? Everytime I think it’s peaked, another little special something happens. Thank you to “you know who you are”! Here come’s a childhood flashback!!!