No.814
Let's talk about what makes us feel nostalgic, whether that be an environment, an activity, a scent, an object, an image or artstyle whatever else you can think of.
Riding in the back of a friend's car, the sky growing darker just after sundown, the air getting cold, bundled up in a comfortable sweater as the the details and gauges on the car's dashboard light up, listening to our favorite tracks over the stereo…the smell of the heater, the warmth of my sweatshirt, the sight of the passing pines…..now THAT's nostalgia incarnate for me.
What fills you with that aesthetic feeling of pure nostalgia, setting chills down your spine or soothing your soul to it's very core, Alice? What makes you feel so content in that very moment that you think "you know what? If I died right now, I don't even think I would mind."?
No.821
On plain nostalgia I'd say say a cloudy, perhaps lightly raining autumn day or cloudy winter's day before or right after snowing. It just seems like something out of my best memories. Whether it's sitting at my window with my computer, some tea/coffee and watching, or even just sitting somewhere on a bench outside soaking up the atmosphere.
Kind of a bittersweet feeling, isn'it?
If we're to include melancholy, then animes where people have nice, profound yet believable friendships. Just plain normal slice of life stuff. Or at least I think that's what it must be.
It evokes a sort of longing for something I don't think I've ever really had.
No.826
>>821I can understand that definitely. When I was going through a tough time after I suddenly lost my sense of belonging in my IRL circle of friends, one shot that helped me get through it was OreGairu, which is all about the idea of desiring something truly and profoundly genuine. What fiction we're drawn to most is certainly under heavy influence from the happenings of our actual lives.
Nostalgia, longing and melancholy have all come hand-in-hand for me. That feeling of bittersweetness is one of the most profoundly contenting emotions you can experience
No.828
well.
the worst is when its something that hits you totally unexpected. some random peice of music out of nowhere, some person, turning a corner on a street and just, noticing the light playing through the trees in that one way.
I had bad nostalgia for a long time, this past year has been hard. longing for things often that never were but for things that felt, possible. within reach. but no more.
the music that once was nostalgia inducing to me has been replayed so often that its qualities are lost. memories replaced and overwritten so many times. sometimes I still find things that hit me unprepared, and its a brief panic before I regain calm.
I dont know if this is healthy. it probably isnt. but then again, what is?
No.832
>>828That's not quite the nostalgic feeling I was thinking of, but our emotions are all connected and intertwined after all so I guess I shouldn't be surprised it can be such a negative experience for some people.
I think what you need are memories worth being nostalgic over. Something that makes you feel…content.
No.839
>>828the autumn weather abruptly reminded me of what had happened to all the promise of the previous year. It was more than i could handle.
i guess my nostalgia is underdamped.
the music that used to remind me of good times now reminds me of (me listening to it to remind me of )* good times.
>>832／(x~x)＼
hey, my memories are worth anything:
it doesn't make it less painful to think that there all that's left.
No.860
The autumn season is nostalgic for me. I could stand outside in the autumn cold on a super cloudy day for hours, doing nothing but thinking and standing and just existing there. It's not so much the colors or the holidays, but the weather somehow makes me feel peaceful and at ease.
Rainy days are more conventionally nostalgic: I end up thinking about where I lived back in elementary school and how the rain looked on the driveway with the big tree in the front yard looming over everything. I have a specific memory of me looking up at the cloudy sky and a raindrop fell into my eye; it was the first time anything had gotten into my eye without me freaking out about it.
On a bit of an unrelated note, I find that, more recently, I've been desiring to sit in the corner of a big, dark room that's slightly chilly. I've never been in such a room before, but I would want to curl up in a dark corner and just daydream for hours without needing to worry about the real world and my responsibilities. The fall season makes me want to turn into a little kid. Could also be the schoolwork piling up on me, though. Sleep deprivation has consequences.
