It is approxmitily 3:04 AM as I'm writing this. I had just finished rewatching one of my favorite TV series. Again. For what, I'm guessing is maybe the 7th time? I toon in to rewatch the show every couple of months of so, but this time as I was wrapping it up I saw something in the corner. Something that made my heart sink. "This show will be leaving Netflix on August 1st".
I really couldn't think of any words for it. One of my favorite TV shows, a show that was perhaps one of the biggest parts of my TV show was being booted off Netflix. I mean sure, I could always look up clips on YouTube or buy the TV series on some sort of streaming service. But, yet I can't help but feel some sort of emptiness. Like how part of myself is lost. I do admit that is a bit of an exaggeration, but It's a feeling I suppose I'm very familiar with.
To give more backstory to that, I should explain a little more about myself. I have a habit of constantly going back and rewatching, rereading, and replaying all sorts of stuff from my younger years. And there is a certain thing I've begun to notice. All of those things are my favorite things. The TV show I've previously mentioned? That show is one of my favorite TV shows, despite being nearly 20 years old and having watched A LOT of TV, that show is something I've probably watched time and time again more than any other TV show. The video game I first played when I was little? That's my favorite video game, despite the mountains of game's that I've played. And so on, and so forth.
And yet, despite the obvious enjoyment I get from these things, whenever I finish them I can't help but feel that same feeling. That feeling of emptiness. But why? It's something fun and awesome! Why would I feel that?
Well, it's simple. Because it's over. And I know that these things from so many years ago aren't going to going to continue or be the same. That those feelings I felt they aren't something I can recapture. Now, those are great feelings. Some of my favorite memories of being younger are staying up late and watching TV with my dad. Now, mind you this TV show aired well past my bedtime, and on a school night none the less. But my dad knew how much it made me happy, and the fact that I was allowed to do this made the experience that much more enjoyable.
I realize I'm speaking of nostalgia. The nostalgia of things that made me so happy as a kid, things that managed to shape my interests as an adult. But despite these feelings, I like to think I have a long life ahead of me and no doubt a lot more things to feel nostalgic about. I'm in college right now, and I've heard so many people speak of their time there as some amazing. So far, my time here hasn't disappointed me just yet.
But all in all, there is a point to this. Life is full of great moments, and the moments I've experienced so far are some special to me. I love thinking back to them. And I'm positive other people can't help but think of the good times in their lives too. The good times are the best, without a doubt. That's why I love making them last as long as they can.
