When I was younger, and even now, I have this habit of collecting things or items that reminded me of the good times in the past.
I have a closet full of handwritten letters from friends back in elementary, even napkins of first dates, stuffed toys, birthday gifts on my 11th bday, old photos, withered flowers.. you name it.
I have this weird attachment to material things that lets me go back to yesterday and relieve those moments that used to feel good.
Today, I had a long talk with friends.. just reminiscing about our life in the Philippines. We talked about games we used to play when we're in elementary. How we didn't need any toys to have fun when we have nature to play with. We talked about the rituals most schools in the Philippines do every freaken morning before classes i.e. prayer, national anthem, Panatang Makabayan and exercise. Hahahaha. We talked about jeepneys, pedicabs, tricycles and how it's so easy to go your friend's house even without a car. We talked about drinking your soda from plastic bags w/ straw.. and how sari-sari stores are the 24/7 walmart in the philippines, only smaller and seen at every corner of the country.
Somehow, i felt nostalgic again. As what I have said many times, having this feeling doesn't make me feel emo. It doesn't make what happened before BETTER than what is happening right now.
Reminiscing about the past gives me this positive, liberating feeling of knowing why it feels good to be alive. I am reminded of good friends, good memories, good times, good days.. and i know, if i was able to create them yesterday.. i can create them again TODAY. (w/o the jeepneys and the tricycles, ofcourse, OR MAYBE. haha.)
