Recollection Gratitude

It is absurdly nice to be associated with a place or time that is reflected upon by not merely myself in a sentimental, nostalgic, and rather romantic manner. To know for certain that it is not just reflected upon, but furthermore, reflected on in an equally idealistic light is an unmatched pleasantness. This dreamy vision, an identical reexamination, I am not alone in, and it nearly makes it all real. But if the presumptions and perceptions are shared in hindsight, it is deemed as valid as needed, to fashion such a lasting, cumulative and unified feeling.