The Barrow

Nostalgia is perhaps my nemesis. It is both what I struggle with most, but also perhaps my greatest friend.

I remember everything so clearly – so vividly. I can close my eyes and return to dubstep-fueled college all-nighters in 2011. I remember how crisp October afternoons felt in 2004. I remember hot summer evenings in 2006. I remember the wonder I felt when I realized what the internet was capable of. I remember the excitement I felt about the future.

Now I look in the mirror and am bewildered by the old man looking back at me. I still feel youthful and happy in body and spirit, but things are just so... different now.

I cling on to things from the past. It's a huge part of who I am. I still browse DeviantArt and listen to Evanescence while IMing with internet friends late at night, trying not to wake my family.

Some things never change.