And so I am left with the question: How ? With the world being as fast paced as it is today, I can’t help but wish I could return to the 50’s or 60’s when times were much simpler. I honestly think I might fit in better back then. And how did I acquire such an old soul to see beyond my years? Was I born this way? These answers are unknown..
The other day I bought a record player and as soon as I placed that Beatles album on the track and it started to play, my heart danced. It was like I found my home. My old soul smiled, lighting up my insides like a million bulbs. As I look at the drawings I’ve made this past year, each one an inspiration of others in the past, I can’t help but feel them in me too. Old movies will always be my favorite as I could never fully resonate with characters nowadays.
So what does this mean? Am I being haunted by some old spirit who has taken over my body and made me like 90’s sitcoms? I don’t believe so. In fact, I think it was 1.) the way I was raised, and 2.) Me. Nature and nurture have led me to this point of no return. With the world changing every day, I happily choose to stay in the past endlessly reminiscing of the days before me, taking bits and pieces of that past and incorporating them into my everyday life.