Sometimes the cherished memories of youth are so compelling and so elemental to the person you’ve become that you must revisit them. You seek out the music and movies, even the junk food you used to eat when you were young, if only to yank back that feeling they once gave you.
Sometimes it’s just as you remember, like when you pop in Raiders of the Lost Ark, but now you revel in every wonderfully cheesy effect that once terrified you. And sometimes it just ain’t the same, like cramming your face full of Pop Rocks or blueberry-flavored Bubblicious, the gum that’s so sugary you could smell it a mile away in a previous life. And sometimes it’s best to just leave it alone altogether, because facing the truth that you weren’t as hip as you thought you were way back when is far more painful. Super painful. Buck Rogers in the 25th Century painful.
