— Rush, from Headlong Flight (lyrics by Neil Peart), Clockwork AngelsSome days were dark
I wish that I could live it all again
Some nights were bright
I wish that I could live it all againAll the highlights of that headlong flight
Holding on with all my might
To what I felt back then
I wish that I could live it all again—-
All the treasures
The gold and glory
It didn’t always feel that way
I don’t regret it
I never forget it
I wouldn’t trade tomorrow for today
hesternopathia n. a pathological yearning for the good old days.
“I’m feeling brim-full of hesternopathia this afternoon, what with remembering the times when petrol was 50p a gallon, Mars Bars and Tizer tasted of something, you could still buy packets of Spangles, people could say whole sentences without using ‘like’ or ‘literally’ erroneously and in-between every other word, Snickers were called Marathons, and fornication was not only safe, but expected.”
(Source: musingsofalibertine)
hesternopathia n. a pathological yearning for the good old days.
“I’m feeling quite hesternopathic this afternoon, what with remembering the times when petrol was 50p a gallon, Mars Bars and Tizer tasted of something, you could still buy packets of Spangles, people could say whole sentences without using ‘like’ or ‘literally’ erroneously and in-between every other word, Snickers were called Marathons, and fornication was not only safe, but expected.”
