The sheer amount of nostalgia culture-shock conjurs forth has surprised me. Even awful memories bring a smile to my face. And I wouldn't call myself the nostalgiac type either (assuming there is a type). It seems my situation, which utterly lacks cultural reference or a personal history, has pushed my thoughts more backwards, "pastwards." I'd like to think this is a temporary coping mechanism as I create cultural linkages and spend more time here. Not that I'm complaining. Remember that time...?
Take it easy.
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