nostalgia

You can tell by the way they've stopped turning them on that the College Walk Christmas lights will be coming down soon. I was walking to the Journalism Library this evening and the lights, now dark, reminded me of the once ubiquitous unwound cassette tape you used to see dangling and writhing and tangling in tree branches, flashing and flickering under streetlights and the sun.

It made me a little sad to think that kids today will never see this phenomenon, and will never have a similar moment of intense nostalgia and longing (unless we start stringing up our obsolete CD collections, leave them dangling and twirling and refracting in the light).