Nostalgia
Greek compound: Nostos "a return", -algos "pain"
I decided that if I have to listen to Baby Shark on repeat like this for my son, seemingly forever, I should be allowed to become nostalgic about music from the 1990s. Not that there’s anything embarrassing about music from the 1990s—not as embarrassing as Baby Shark is narcotic—but just that I am afraid of being perceived as overly nostalgic for old pop music, because of how tacky it was to see people (mostly men) wax nostalgic about their favorites from the 1970s and worse, the non-hip hop 1980s.
You know what I mean? I think you do. We tend to look forward to the future. I can’t wait for tomorrow.
I keep falling into the embodiment of my late teen self. I have an uncanny ability to time travel with or without song. I know what my body is doing. It is showing me exactly who wants you. She’s a kid but so clever and full of ideas. I love her. I think you’d like her too.