I miss the 90's. I miss elementary school. I miss Halloween as a kid.

Everyone was happy, and everything seemed so innocent. I miss my friends. I miss making pumpkin pies in school and giving people valentines and I miss watching movies and messing around on the playground. We could hang out after school and do nothing but watch the sun set, and talk about life, because there wasn't a care in the world. Everything was so simple.

The memories of that time, with those people, enjoying the simple but beautiful things that comprise childhood - they are still as fresh in my mind as the day I earned them, and sometimes I like to shut my eyes and pretend that I'm still a child, because those truly were the greatest times of my life, and I know that I will never have them again.

Not a day passes when I am not flooded with wistful thoughts of the past, and mentally, I believe I am more in the past than in the present. With such ominous tidings for the future, it is difficult not to take shelter within the safety of warm, glowing memories.

I've always been like this, very nostalgic and a bit melancholy, but lately I feel that its been taking more of my energy and having a negative impact on my mental health.