Forgottowatchgoggleboxlastnight ·
25/03/2023 14:21
Currently in bed with kidney stones, but being able to have one fully indulgent day whilst Dh looks after Dd, 4.
Just lay here thinking of my childhood and Saturdays in my teens in the mid 90’s. They really were amazing times, my childhood wasn’t perfect but mainly I have good memories. The trips to the corner shop for that music magazine (forget the name) when I was v young, so I could put A-Ha posters on my wall and the 10 p mixes and bubblegums with stories/jokes inside. Later on it was J17, Mizz & More. The Saturday trips into town on the bus with friends to go to The Body shop and McDonald’s if you had enough, a Greggs pastie/pasty if you didn’t. Getting in as it was getting dark to have dinner made for you and to sit and watch Beverley hills 90210, Baywatch, Blind date etc…Sundays were for The Wonder years, all sat round after a Sunday dinner. I remember the feeling of sitting in bed on a Saturday morning reading books and sunny bike rides and the smell of the grass being cut, maybe seeing your grandparents that day, the house being full and friends knocking on for you to come out.
My life isn’t terrible these days, it’s far far away from those days..figuratively and literally (I live abroad now) maybe that’s what makes me think of the past more?
I’ve met people who are very like me in this sense, but so many who aren’t and just remember for a second and then move on.
Is there a reason some people are more like this then others? Is it a sign of being less happy with your current life?