Nostalgia

[nathalia]

I don't have a header right now, so I'm going to post this without a header. It's a short vignette for 31_days. The prompt was "Nostalgia" and I used an undefined original character because I like to write without picking a specific character.

Sometimes, like today, when everything seemed so weird and complicated, he liked to think about the past when he just hung out after school, smoked, just had fun.

Back then, he had hated his life, it had seemed so meaningless.

Now, years later, he knew that his past – including the years when he was a high school student – were so meaningless that it bugged him. He had no responsabilities at all and he was all he cared about.

Now, many years later, after his wife’s death, he wished he could just go hang out with some people and drink and forget how aweful everything was. But he couldn’t. The only thing he could do was think about the past, the high school years when he had met the wonderful woman who would one day become his wife and who now was dead.

With her death, it had become obvious to him that there wouldn’t be any more happy moments, everything he had built up within the past years seemed meaningless.

And so all he could do was hold his infant daughter in his arms and think about all he had lost, knowing that memories were the only thing that remained.