Deployment Journal - Day #34

Some days, nostalgia is bad.  Drudges up all those emotions you're elbowing aside.  

Other days, it's like chapstick.  It's not medicine.  But, it smooths over open cracks, and gives them a chance to heal on their own.

This is my old bowl.  I used it for many years, when I first lived on my own.  Tonight, I filled it with Ramen and for about 4 minutes, I was back in college.

Then, I smiled, poured out the leftover broth (ohmygoshIforgothowsaltythisstuffis!), and returned to my non-collegiate life:  

Retrieving a dropped toy.  Pulling weeds on my way to the mailbox.  Typing an email to Mother-In-Law.  Slicing zucchini.  Analyzing a book just for the edification of it.

So this is life.  Mmm.