Those birds remind me of when I was younger. I was 9 with my family and we would go on walks to parks all the time. Then one day it just stopped. We rarely ever go out anymore and I miss spending time walking, talking and taking pictures of nature. Now, all I can do is cry and regret how much I ruined those outings by complaining.
Mourning Doves are my favorite time of the year. I have a couple nesting nearby somewhere and the female lets me get 5 feet from her. I feed them bread as much as I can. They don't like tortilla chips. I feed them bird seeds but they get expensive now and then On my UA-cam Channel Background I captured a hummingbird in my shed and took a picture of it. It's amazing once you learn Life needs to be simple and delicate:)
You wouldn't surprise tho if I tell you that you're not the only one who constantly felt like you've stuck in the memories of the past, everyone who listen to this feel the same and thought the same.
@@ExtraordinaryTK I think he means that everyone that was involved in his memories has moved on from things that happened, and he's the only one that thinks about them.
@@mrcreeper479 I knew and my respond probably didn't come out right lol as to those people probably felt the same but life is about moving forward and you just wouldn't know.
I'm at a young age, fourteen to be exact. And I've hit that state so many times. I've had so many existential crises already, most ranging after my double-digits. It's not easy. Not at all. It's when you want to stop living life but don't want to die. Sorry, I've been ranting on for too long.
Love the memories you created, but always try to make more. Every single day, try your best to have your best day and love the ones that are there for the memories.
Mornings like this… if you get up early enough you’ll still be able to long to go outside and feel the humidity on your skin, the soft movement of mosquitos, that empty but safe feeling. Life is the strangest ride at the amusement park. Everyone’s been on it, some riding higher and lower than most. Some get off earlier or later than most and yet we’ve all witnessed something like this one way or another.
That’s exactly the memories I was thinking. Early summer mornings with those birds, before I had school, and all we would do was play. A constant fever dream…
One day I stopped climbing trees. It wasn't a conscious decision. I can't recall the last time I did it, or why I stopped. Years ago. Another lifetime almost. Gone.
One day I should have stopped climbing trees. I was way too old. But I climbed one anyway, slipped, skinned my arm and pulled my shoulder. I probably also should have stopped then, but I'll never learn!
I loved climbing trees. But then I got fined by the HOA for climbing on the roof by going up the tree so they sawed all the tree branches off the lower part. I try climbing trees when I can, but adults are always there to break you down.
I remember my dad would take me and my brothers to Toys R Us,, and against our moms wishes, he would let us decide on a game that we can all play together. I think the last thing we got was Battletanx: global assault. Rest in peace dad.
Born 1993, when I was around 5/6 me and my family had to move to Germany, Osnabruck because my Dad was stationed there for being in the British Army. We stayed there until 2001. I can honestly say from what memories are still there in my head, are the best years of my life. If I could just relive those days, just for a few hours, I would be so happy. I spend hours crying happy/sad tears on Google Earth Pro with the time machine of the maps. Seeing my old Primary School before it was demolished. Seeing the Army barracks my dad was at before that too was sadly demolished. Seeing my old childhood home which I haven't seen since we left 23 years ago. It's even more saddening with how Germany's privacy laws are. Google Street view is practically none existent. So the buildings and the streets I fondly remember are mainly just these pixelated resemblances of buildings that I still vividly remember from my childhood but I can't see how are now or was a few years ago. I only have what I remember, and the odd remnants of videos here on UA-cam which is extremely lacking and rare to find Thankfully some time last year, Germany finally lifted those privacy laws for Google Maps Street view and i finally got to see my home again for the first time since we all left way back in 2001. I will be honest. I've never cried so much in such a long time. It was harrowingly different everywhere i looked around Osnabruck but I could also see things that haven't changed at all. The walks we went on, the Warner Brothers Movie Theme Park down south near Dorsten. Pony rides in the woods and picking the oldest one there who was called Boris. I picked him all the time because he liked to eat the grass a lot which made the ride last longer so I could spend more time with him. The little & big lake walk just behind the Nettebad. The traditional Christmas Markets in the town centre. Playing video games when my Dad finally came home on my Playstation 1, we would try and beat the games in one day but never could because I didn't have a memory card. Getting excited whenever Pokemon was on the TV. Friends round mine to share the big swimming pool I had. Watching Halloween Town before going out trick or treating. Finding our first ever pet, a kitten abandoned behind a grit bin while we were on a bike ride and taking her home, we named her Millie. So many memories. All lost to time. With only old VHS tapes & photographs to try and relive those memories at least just a tiny bit. Oh what Id do just to go back to those days. Nostalgia is such a beautiful but cruel mistress. I hate to love it and love to hate it. I Miss you Osnabruck. I miss you childhood. But. I have a daughter of my own now, she turns two in November, still crazy to say that, time truly doesn't stop. I honestly can not wait to be the best father I can possibly be. And to make everlasting memories with her that she can look back on and smile just as much as I do looking back at the ones I made with my Mum & Dad. Oh Germany. Oh Osnabruck. Oh childhood. You were the best of days. I'll revisit you one day. With the whole family hopefully.
Makes me so glad to hear that you could make such beautiful memories here! I hope that you can come back with your own little family and make some new memories, memories you can remember in many many years later and warm up your heart! wish you all the best Bro!
Love this and so beautifully written ❤️ my dad was in the British army too so we spent a lot of time in various places in Germany during the 90s. I have such fond memories of living there and one day would love to go back for a visit but I know it won't be the same. Nostalgia is bittersweet!
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You know it gets real when family members start to pass away. That childhood is forever lost and you’re never getting it back. One of the most painful part of being an adult💔 You only have the memories that truly make you happy. The money doesn’t even make you happy anymore. You just wish you could rewind time and re live every moment again. My biggest wish is to restart my life and have unlimited wishes
@@TheChillMelodist true, it’s just that I live in Massachusetts and the one I grew up going to closed and turned into something else and I haven’t seen any around at all. I miss going there for all the pokemon events and buying pokemon cards.
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
Reminds me of when me and my family would wake up to the birds sounds and ate breakfast and watched tv and watched the sunset while playing outside and when we thought our parents wouldn’t die. Miss the old days 😓🫶🏻
I was born in May 2001 specifically. As a kid growing up i remember that i always cherished memories no matter how small or big they were. Going to eat out somewhere was literally the most exciting thing to do. Blockbuster man….i just remember getting good grades and being able to rent my favorite movies and shows. Going to school as a 2000s kid WAS SO NOSTALGIC!! The rainbow tarp, the little scooters we used to ride on and get our fingers caught in, the school lunches and man…the school parties!! Field trips to another city or country was something so exciting. I remember when i always woke up in the morning for school watching cartoons waiting for the school bus to pick me up and my mom telling me to get ready. Going to school when it was still dark outside, just that. The foods, the music, the art just everything of my childhood is a core memory of who i am. Not being raised around technology as much made me want to meet new people see new things and just be alive. Going to relatives houses for the weekend or so and having a good time. Going to middle school and high school is what really made me appreciate memories. I may not be friends with the same people. But at least they were my friends and there for me when i needed them the most. Choir and theatre made me appreciate the people and memories we created. Going to LA for choir concerts and taking the long bus rides every year was just awesome. The memories you make and what you do with them is up to you. But always remember those memories are always there with you. Idk you but you are loved and appreciated 🫶🏻
you mean the rainbow tarp where the whole class grabs a piece and lifts it up so everyone can sit inside? I remember our elementary school had an inflatable planetarium (or something like that) for the 5th graders, but I moved away before I saw it.
Keep going everyone. Right now, things may not seem right in the world. You may even harbor crippling sadness, perhaps anger, or maybe no feelings at all. It is okay. Right now you are here and you are breathing. For that, I am proud of all of you. Please keep going. It makes me feel better knowing there are others like me that are pushing forwards despite everything. Keep going today so that you can experience better days that are waiting ahead of us. One day soon, you are going to feel the sunshine on your face and you're going to smile and be happy that you have been granted life. Do not take it for granted. Keep going. Go, go go.
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I'm 51 now. My first grade teacher was a lady named Mrs. Hunt in Houston, Tx. I was absolutely in love with her. She wore this perfume that I do not know the name of, but twice in my life I've caught a whiff of it in a public place and it stops me dead in my tracks and takes me all the way back to first grade.
@@stevepinckney7998 i admire you for responding with that. the fact that you are 51 yet still have these (i like to call them) pieces of the person you were as a child gives me hope that when we grow up, the person we were never dies. it never leaves us. it may not be here in the present, but it is still in our mind, our being, and our entire existence. i may be only 16 year old, but i still have those moments of reflection that make me pause whatever it is i am doing and just reminice and appreciate. thank you.
@@davidd6972of course not, you're still that person. My 95 year old grandmother still tells me of life biking to the city when cars barely existed to buy shoes with the girls. The only thing that can take you away is some horrible brain altering disease like dementia
I'm 56 and ride my bicycle a lot. Not all the time, but quite often, I'm hit by a certain scent. About half the time, I can reach back in my memory and identify it and the other half, I can't. Play-doh, different candies, perfumes, plastics, and then the ones I wish I could remember but can't. It happens often enough that I've considered attempting to write a poem about it. You'd be amazed how many different scents you come across peddling through different neighborhoods. Residential neighborhoods are where most are. I swear I can smell "youth" when I'm going through college campuses sometimes.
It's funny how when you feel down, you look around and people seem to smile as if there's nothing to worry about. But when someone else feels bad, you smile and just try to reassure them because that's how everyone else handles it. At least that's what happens to me anyway. It's odd when we get caught up in our own emotions, it's hard to keep control when life can be pretty chaotic. But I find seeing people being good because that's the best way to be makes me feel really good too. Like parents actually taking the time out their day to bond with their kids, siblings who may not like their siblings, for a day just having a nice time playing games or watching movies. Even people who have bullied others, but realised they've taken it too far and start to show genuine acts of kindness like asking how they've been or asking if they need help, not because they see what they did as nothing wrong, but because they realise they're not great people and just want to try to be better. I love seeing things like that, you don't see that happen all the time but when it does happen, it's almost magical. Seeing the kindness in other people makes me happier than anything else to be alive
It hurts, you know? I'm 15.. I still have memories to make, but life isn't so carefree and happy like it used to be. My parents fight every time they see each other now, no longer loving each other like they used to. I remember when we would ride our bikes together around the neighborhood and to the park. Grilling hot dogs over a fire pit in our backyard. The hot summer days when we would just sit outside eating popsicles and hear stories from my parents' childhoods. The days I would run down the streets to my friend's house so we could play outside for hours before I would be called back for dinner. The days I wasn't constantly worried about what I had to do tomorrow. The days I was oblivious to stress and how busy life is. For the last 4 years, school has been pressuring me with what I am to do when I turn 20 and get a job. I no longer have freedom. I feel chained to a wall. I'm so tired, so exhausted, worrying about what will come in my future. I constantly fear about school and how I can ruin my entire life if I do one wrong thing. I no longer have friends to hang out with or just ride bikes with. Sure, I have two wonderful friends, but we only talk in school. All of my old friends are now at other schools and have their own friends. My one friend I would text every single day and constantly call so we could laugh and have fun randomly stopped texting one day. Life is hard. I'm trying to make the best out of it, but everything looks so dull. In the past, life was vibrant. I never wanted to sleep due to being afraid I might miss something. I would never want to sleep and just stay awake to have fun. Now all I want to do is sleep. I want to sleep and have night come so I can fall into another dream where life isn't hard anymore. I pray often to God for guidance on what to do with my life. I constantly pray asking him to help me just trust him with my life and to take over it for me, but it's just so hard. Me personally, I focus entirely on school work and dance now in my life. I feel so distant from my family, which is partially why life has been hard, but dance is my only escape from hard days. The only time I can have fun and be me. I both love and hate looking back on my past when I was only half my age. I love it because I smile knowing my parents gave me the best childhood I could ask for. I smile knowing I have so many good memories, but I also hate it. Now all I ever do is compare my current life to my past. Now no talks. I don't do anything for fun. Everything I do now must impact my life one way or another. I have to be perfect. "I have to fit in." I have to always be happy. I can't let my true emotions show. I can't speak my mind. I can't fail. I can't do anything for the fun of it. I hate it so much. Everything is slowly tearing me apart and I have no one to go through it with except God. I can't even begin to tell you how many tears my eyes shed while writing this, and I know I'm a kid. "I shouldn't be worrying, I StIlL haVE a ChILdhoOd I'm gOinG ThrOuGh." Sure. Maybe I'm still in my "childhood," but it sure as heck doesn't feel like it. I'm so angry all the time (anger issues), I have no free time, nothing makes me happy anymore. One day I will look back in this and probably laugh at myself, but that's what I always do. I will at some point in life think that I was super stupid back then and that I'm foolish, but honestly, it's how I feel right now and I needed to say it. Sorry to anyone who can relate to my message.
The only thing I can tell you at your current situation is that, god never gives somebody a burden that they can not carry. Just hang in there pray to god one day it will be beter, imagen having a life without challanges, it would be boring wouldnt it?
As 27 year old who had same fears as you and similar situation i feel you so im going to say to you what i would want and need to hear at that time. Friendships end, people feel stressed and fight, everything changes. I ask myself why im here and what should i do but one thing i know is to never give up. You are seeing and feeling how hard life is and learning new things about the world and about yourself. It will be hard but worth it. You have people who love you and will help you. You have yourself- brave and intelligent. You mean a lot to a lot of people. You are loved. For school and the tings that bother you- take time and go calmly- you will figure it out. Think what interest you (nature, animals, people and their behaviours... etc.), what are your skills (good listener, people person, tech savy, etc...), about what do you want to learn more? And dont worry to much- everything you decide is connected and lead to somewhere. Even if you dont like what schol you go to- you can always change it. There is no shame in that. Even when you feel like failure you will manage. Even if you think you wasted time and feel dumb for your mistakes- you learned something. Dont be so hard on yourself, you are young- you have so much stuff to see and learn! It will be alright! You got this! You are the same person, but smarter and more experienced now. You often look back at happy memories. You realise you wouldng change a thing.
I found an old photo of my parents and 3 year old me taken in 2001 and I was brought to tears by how 20th century it looked, the way we were dressed, how it was staged, our facial expressions. My memories of back then are so hazy, I feel like I've lived 10 lifetimes
I've been going through difficult times and when i started listening to this playlist, the bird at 0:06 just made me tear up because there were so many of those near where i lived growing up. I'd always hear them in the morning as I'd start my day. This brings back so many memories
Or when i began the two waves of fear and anxiety. 7 years old… fearing space and the end. 9 years old, scared of the afterlife, black holes. I think that was when life became not less colorful…but all the smells in life became new
The birds at the beginning remind me of when I was a little girl, waking up in the morning and hearing them chirping from my window. I felt no anger, sadness or worry for the day. Only peace and wonder of what it had to offer. I miss that.
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This reminded me of how when i was young. it would be a Saturday i would kinda sleep in but at the same time wake up early to hear these birds as the sky was still still orange. Those were great times ❤
The mourning doves and robins singing remind me of the summer evenings of my childhood: me swinging high on our swing set in our backyard, wearing Crocs and my Barbie denim jacket, with grape popsicle in hand, waiting for Dad's truck to come rumbling up the street of our small suburban town. Those days seem too far away 😢💔
It's November 13th, 2024, and I'm 21 years old. I'm studying in college to become a history teacher while i have my own personal writings that I'd like to turn into novels someday. My mind can be overwhelmed at times such as now, but deep down, i know everything will work out in the end and that the future is worth living for, despite what my brain and ADHD tell me far too often. I remember my childhood well in these moments, reflecting on how much less was expected of me and how naive i was to the world (housing crisis, what's that?). But time has since left those memories to photographs, videotapes, and visions within my mind. And it'll do it again one day. It'll creep up behind me and tap my shoulder, bid me hello, and make me acknowledge its existence. Perhaps one day, when im older, like my grandparents were, 2080 or so, I'll look back on my younger self, a nervous, nerdy, emotional man with a brain that loves and hates him, some light still left in his eyes despite the previous five years, and tell him it was all worth it. I take solace in knowing that I'm not alone in this feeling. I assume well that my ancestors probably experienced the same feelings: a young man remembering simpler times. Everyone has nostalgia over their early years, even for those born decades, centuries, even millennias ago. It all just reminds me that despite the unique experience of being born a gen z, I'm still just like those who came before and will come after me. And i think that it is beautiful for a human feeling like that to transcend time and culture. Im not alone, and neither is anyone who reads this, for we all came here for a reason. Take care, and God bless you strangers yet, brothers and sisters. May you find peace in your life
there is something hard about memories of when you where a kid and you got new toys. i can't really explain it but it's hard to think about the joy they used to bring you just so you abandon them years later. For some people they where our first friends.
I always find abandoned toys so sad. Especially if they are in the shape of animals or dolls Someone loved them once Now, they're just trash in the cold
I was born in 1987 I remember the bus stop when i was in 3rd grade, and smelling my new shirt with my nose tucked it in. I remember really liking my new backpack and being in new shoes. I was always scared. And now i miss it. And not much has changed
Love all the comments, there really is something special about childhood where you just store all these memories (sometimes that can obviously be bad, but for the sake of positivity, lets run with it) and they have so much meaning & significance, even from birds tweeting, or the smell of fresh cut grass after playing out all day as a kid. Powerful stuff.
born Jan 2006, I just turned 18, I miss not having technology be the main focus of our world. Elementary school without a phone was so good for my development. People keep talking about some meteor shower internet blackout thats gonna happen in like 5 years, and the old I get the more I hope it does.
I was born in 2009… technology was all i really grew WITH. Family and all that yes but technology grew with me. So long i’ve turned addicted…i’ve just accepted my integration. We are just different fates of one person. We all are.
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Man I miss when everything was simple and perfect. I had everything, friends, happy parents, siblings, and a beautiful home. Now ive moved my parents are divorced, my siblings just fight all day and my friends don't care about me. Now I feel alone and i want to go back.
I wish I could relive my childhood with more appreciation of no responsibilities and the love I received just by existing. I’m about to be 30 and I haven’t felt the love of a parent or genuine understanding of what I’m going through from another person in years. I’m alone and I’m expected to uphold a good moral attitude and keep pushing so I guess that’s what I’ll do.
i remember waking up early and my room would be nice and cold, not too cold but a comfortable temperature.. and the sun would shine and the mourning dove would sing its song and i would sit up and listen to it and draw. i miss the good times when i was young.
I never lost my inner child. I know exactly where he is. But I stopped believing myth was real because I stopped seeing only what was in front of me. As I saw more and more of the world, I realized that all those little imaginings were fantasy- and the reality was sadder and more painful. When I read Flowers for Algernon as a child, I never understood the ending. Why would Charlie be happy at the end? Now that I'm an adult, I get it- just like Charlie, I've seen too much. I understand too much. But that story teaches the solution too. We have to narrow our perspective. We have to only focus on things that bring us joy and not on all those things that bring us sadness and pain. Charlie was happy, going back to being unable to see all that was- because he could only see the things that brought him joy. Narrow your focus. If something doesn't bring you joy and it isn't essential to live and be happy, then set it to the side. Put your attention, your focus on those things that make you happy. Those things that sooth your soul. Don't look at those dreams of a forgotten past as some lost, happier time, but as a guide for how to be happy again. As a child, we didn't care about politics, we didn't watch the 24 hour news cycle, we didn't listen to reports of this shooting or that war. We focused on our family and our friends. We went outside and adventured. We dreamed big. We couldn't wait to grow up because we wanted the freedom adults seemed to have coupled with the freedom we already had as children. We can't turn the clock back, we can't go back to what we were- ignorant and unseeing. But we can set aside all those things that cause us pain and heartache and suffering that we need not engage with. We can gather up all those things that bring us joy and wonder and happiness, and we can fill our hours with light and laughter. I don't believe in myth anymore. But my inner child hasn't gone anywhere. He's sitting right here with a smile.
I don't know how to express what I'm feeling right now. Childhood will forever be engraved in our memories and have a special place in our hearts.Everything,down to the last detail, felt different.The sun shining,the bright colors of the tree leaves and just pure happiness.No distractions,just us being kids.
The birds remind me of when I was little. My grandparents would bundle me and my sister up early in the morning and pull us in our little red wood wagon to the local park. I can clearly remember the smell in the air, the soft cooing of the mourning doves and the rattle of the wagon wheels as they rolled over the sidewalk cracks. My sister and I wrapped up with some snacks to tie us over as we listened to our grandma and grandpa talk. then one day we didn’t go anymore, we were too big to fit in the wagon, sometimes I wonder where the wagon is now.
some of the best years of my life were with my siblings and cousins, we'd stay up and stay outside until the morning. we'd play N64 into the night, draw at the table while listening to music on the radio. these days, everyone drifted apart. some of my cousins passed away, my brother also passed away. so now im alone in this empty house. no ghosts, just unbearable lonliness and silence. after im gone from this world. i hope. i pray i can meet my family again in eternity. and we make memories forever
A few months ago I went outside and heard a mourning dove. I just stood there because I'd honestly never heard one before, but I heard and saw so many people talking about them. A week later we had to put our six year old cat down. I already barely remember her. But I know she was sweet. I don't recognize her in my photos, she looks like a stranger. I don't remember her purr. All I remember of her is her weight on my chest when I stayed up late watching TV, and her body in my mother's arms. I miss her so much, even if it feels like I never knew her. It hurts so much.
I grew up primarily in the 2010s, yet I still have so many memories of the 2000s, playing GTA on my dad’s ps2 when I really shouldn’t have been allowed. The piles of toys I owned, fighting going to school and being sick and being allowed to stay home and watch all our Pixar movie VHS tapes, it’s so bizarre looking back on it. Being an adult of the now….its so sad, cost of living and a war looming….makes you wish for the times of them to return
I feel you @brotherhoodjames2270 🥲 I also grew up in the 2000s an playing gta 3 on my cousins ps2 as well when I was 8 year's old 😂, not to mention the TMNT 2003 series an 2012 series ❤, teen titans, Looney tunes, pokémon 😊,I watched an so on. I also remember playing on the Nintendo 64, gameboy color an advance, gamecube ❤, I can go on of how much I enjoyed doin all those year's ago, an hell 😂, I remember playing magic school bus on windows 95 an 98 even though I'm 23 now!!
I recently realized how long it's been since I was last in a truly creative headspace. I used to put creativity under my greatest strengths, and I realized that I can't do that anymore. It's no longer one of the things I'm good at. It feels like losing a wing. I can flap, but I can't fly.
I wish weird things like this existed irl you always read fake stories of people finding places or towns that don't actually exist and when they leave it's not there anymore I would love to experience that while I listen to corecore/dreamcore
And u also can use tour imagination to take pictures of liminal places on liminal perspectives while listening liminal músic i have 300 and more pictures like that Will put on tiktok and insta. And people o surfer or had like symthom from some trauma ,Lost a lot or stress or ilness like depression anxiety pstd bipolar borderline ocd, depersonalizatiom, derealization, autism, deficit attention, epilepsy scchyzophrenia, chronic pain , multiple or double personality, dissociative Run, dissociative amnésia , etc can experience the life like this and looks like feels and see and experience the places around you like this away, Liminally . Every spaces turns liminal spaces. U also can disconect yourself with meditation. And a lot of ways. Everyone can experience dissossoation sometimes on life
Reminds me of my childhood growing up in my old neighborhood. Id hear the birds chirping, riding my bike, pinching my dads snapdragon flowers. No worries, no bills, no nothing. I was only there for 6 years, but im still so attached to the old place. I pass it often and reminisce.
Have you ever just had a smell…from when you were young. A whole gallery of smells…that disappeared one day but come back sometimes. What are they? And why are they here?
Just yesterday I was playing with friends, feeling the joy of my mom coming home with a treat for me, and princess movies were enjoyable, then I walked through the portal to today and I only hang out once in a while with my girlfriend and stay in my room when I come home from highschool, stare at my tablet watching the only series that makes me feel alive, and doing quads sometimes, and dont talk to anyone for hours............ Then I turn 18..... and the childhood flashbacks start all in a dream and then you realize........ "once again.... I have wasted ...another childhood...another life....another soul...... again"
Back when I was younger, me and my family went camping a lot at the state parks. We would go on long walks through the nature trails and such and I remembered everything being much bigger. Now when I return to those same areas. They look different and feel different. Really goes to show that as you get older, things begin to change.
The mourning dove coos are the glue to this nostalgic feeling for me, because if I'm working, them I'm already up before them, and if I have the day off, then I rarely wake up in time to hear them anymore. It's a once-a-year thing where I wake up and hear them.
Growing up and watching people lament about their childhoods, the mistakes they made, wondering why they had kids or why did they stop drawing/singing/something… I took all their laments to heart to become who I am today. Didn’t go out to make a family. Didn’t get married. Didn’t have kids. I think even my own body decided to accept this role too, since I stopped getting taller at 14. Heck, I pretty much stopped developing at 14 and only aged instead. I now just look like one of those weird 30 year old actors who get cast as teenagers. I still wear some of the clothes I wore as a teen. I’m stuck as a weird bonzai person. I’m past my family-having prime. I actually don’t regret it but I don’t really know what to make of it. I have no frame of reference
The birds remind me of staying up all night and going to bed when the sun and birds woke up, amazing how its the exact same birds almost scary how you recorded them right from my memory. Ive made mistakes in life that of which i will never be able to repay, life goes on none the less. When we all look at one another as brothers and sisters beauty will spread like wildfire, i take comfort in that.
The bird noises remind me of back when I lived in a small town in 4th grade. Where everything was simple, I had friends all over school and next door. I knew nothing of family drama, and I was happy. Those days I would sit on our back porch and listen to birds right after the crack of dawn..
I love how we all feel nostalgic for the same kind of music, and yet we grew up so differently. Different languages, countries and cultures. In the end we all were children once.
the first song will always hold a special place in my heart. it reminds me so much of when i was younger and would play video games with my older sisters before they got older and then i had to play my own video games. i remember one time i wanted so bad to play minecraft but i didnt have it for myself yet at the time. but the song also reminds me of the pasts ive created on multiple of my own video games. te friends ive made and the people ive watched play those over and over again. the times spent at first in the living room with the small x box to now with a huge computer of my own in what used to be my sisters room. crying over small things like not getting to go outside when i was younger happened a lot with me. i was a sensitive child. i liked the outside and i couldnt find something to compare to the fun i found in the outside. now its like that for me but with video games. thank you. (and 6:07 is such an accurate representation of me playing this one minecraft world with my cousin.
I used to go to one of these when I was little, anytime did well on a spelling test or overall in elementary. I can remember walking in one day, a Friday after getting a good score to buy a small deck of Pokemon cards. I could see everything, the fun new toys, other family's shopping, the bright lights, and me holding my moms hand as we walked to the check out together. I miss those times. Its a nice feeling knowing im not the only one. I just wished I enjoyed it more. Be happy, Be brave, Be strong. Its not easy. I wish everyone a good life and more good memories to one day remember.
I have a very strong memory, my parents, my younger brother and I lived in a small apartment, we had a little dog, one day my brother and I decided to take our little dog out to the small garden from that condo, we brought cookies, juices, and we had our little picnic, I remember that my mother would stop us watching through the window, when we are children something so small can make us so happy. I miss those times...
There's times in early autumn when I'm taking a walk and the weather is still perfect. But it makes me sad, because I know winter is coming with its shorter days and cold, grey skies. I guess, "wistful" is the word that describes the feeling best. Enjoying a moment while recognizing it's coming to an end . . .
ох, чувство ностальгии попало в глаза, что вызвало слезы. слушая эту музыку, я всегда вспоминаю те времена, которые действительно доставляло мне немалое удовольствие. как я сидела за одной партой с близким для меня человеком, смеялась ,улыбалась... но такое счастье к сожалению длиться недолго, я уйду после 9, а он к сожалению до 11. с другой стороны я наоборот рада,что закончила школу,ибо она была противным местом для меня, где я подвергалась издевательству не только со стороны одноклассников,но и учителей.
I miss when my kids were all at home playing games and watching Disney shows. I would do anything for those days again. That saying you don't know what you got till it's gone is Soo right. God bless you all.
I was born in 1983, I remember the gentle autumn leaves and brisk winds that would drift along making me feel alive, and joyful in Long Island,NY. Carving pumpkins in my elementary school days. Now as an adult,I do miss my childhood, but I'm glad I grew up a bit, I got to know our Lord Jesus around 18... never looked back since.
The birds remind me of when I used to wake up early for school. Mom would make breakfast in the kitchen, my dad was drinking coffee, and my sister was getting ready. Seeing the sunrise while I walked to my dad's truck and hearing those birds made me feel peace. I wish I could feel that peace again.
I miss my childhood so much.💔Back when life was actually worth living. I was so happy and free. I hate that I have to grow up and become a stupid adult now🙄
It is possible to be happy as an adult. Don't give up hope. Find what made your childhood special. And maybe share it with someone else once you've found it!
I remember back in the 2000s in the summer, i used to ride my bike in the cul-de-sac & play with my friends. Then when we got tired of outside we'd come in to play Bully on PS2 at my place. My tiny poodle dog would chase my friend around & bark at him because he smelled like his dogs & she just didn't like visitors. (I miss her too.) My friend lived a few houses down & had the same floorplan layout at his house that mine did. I didn't have that many friends at school because I was going to private school while my friends went to public. I had a lot more bullies & enemies at school. I changed schools in after 6th grade since the bullying got out of hand. In my new school i made friends so I started spending more time with them. I still had some trauma from the bullies but they didn't make me feel bad about it & accepted me. I would still hang out with my friend in the neighborhood but it was becoming less & less. By the time I got to high school, my friends all moved away & the kids that stayed in the neighborhood weren't really friends or anyone I'd hung out with. Almost total strangers. They just knew my house was the one with the pool. I never kept in touch with the neighborhood friends because I was at summer camp most of the summer when they moved away. I wasn't able to get a mailing address or new phone number since it was back in the days where u'd change everything to ur new area code when u moved sooner than later. I wish I could meet my homies again. Didn't even know their last names. Maybe that friendship was meant to stay in that time period so I could always have those pure memories. I hope they're doing well tho. Thanks for a good childhood to my bros & my doggo!
Childhood is the most precious of gifts, and I imagine the lot of us are here because ours were spoiled… keep going to show that kid it turned out alright
Has anyone noticed how strange the image is? The store lights are on, yet there isn’t a single car in the parking lot. It also seems to be completely isolated, with no signs of a surrounding city.
The childhood dove has return, hearing the dove making that gorgeous call brings back so many memories of the past, they’ve been with us through our childhood to adulthood
Oh wow. I go through so many ambient Playlists and videos but don't stay for long because they don't catch my mind. This one, though, was an instant nostalgia. That first song made me feel like when I was a child and my parents were looking to buy a home. Before the internet. And we drove to so many different houses that were often not near a city. And I remember many of these vague views of grasslands or unkempt bushy areas, bird sounds, mourning pigeos coos, insects, and the ambience of the outside world. I miss that.
Remember when you were little and how you would wake up at 9, the birds chirping, hearing the wind passing through the trees. Its hard to see stuff like that now and remember because it all falls to the sound of city life. I'll say what most other comments say: nostalgia hurts.
There's something so painful about taking in all of a cloudy day. It reminds me of when I cared about myself, when I cared if I would die before I woke up. Now I'm here, alone in a crowded room.
Ah Toys R Us... I'll never forget going in with my dad to buy a original Xbox for my 8/9th birthday. Even got the limited collected edition of Halo 2 with the steel book case. It was during a fall evening and I remember seeing the light rays pierce through the windows in the front as the sun was about to set leaving the register. I didn't know how good I had it.
I remember my favorite buffet, it loved going there whenever we ate out…ever since covid it closed down and no signs of it opening back up have shown up…I miss it. I’ve been going there ever since I was younger. And ToysRUs…ever since it closed down this place feels so less lively, I remember seeing it as we drove by everytime on the road, I did get to go one last time before it closed down but…makes me regret not going more often. And I also remember a Disney store that used to be at my mall, I still remember passing by it and seeing the red sparkly floors, with the small tv screens imbedded into the walls and I remember being so tempted to go inside and look at everything as a kid…All the Disney stores closed down where I live, I still miss passing by it in the mall still even when I’m older. Covid ruined everything for me, it made me more closed off, it made me less social and more anxious. It took away the things that meant a lot to me.
while taking the bus i saw my old house when i was young drawing outside with my sister i remember my cat being here too hearing the birds with the beautiful sun...now my cat is died and live in another house i wanted to cry everytime i would see my house now its like a hard hit of nostalgia may my cat rest in peace thanks for this video ;)
This image looks like it's a rainy sunday morning before the sunrise and before the store open... You only hear the birds and the rain with a view of an empty an desolate parking lot.
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
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Where did everything go? 😢
Everything's hiding because they're shy
maybe the inside of a toysrus for the next one?
Jesus loves you young man wants to save you accept Jesus as your only great savior
I was looking for this but didn't know it... thanks.
Nostalgia is the most beautiful form of pain
Man, that's deep....
fr tho
Nostalgia ain't what it used to be!
@@Seeks__ hmmm
Best description of nostalgia ever
It’s crazy how life can seem so simple as a kid, but gradually it stops and all you have are memories.
if you have them
its because life used to happen around you and that was magical now it just happens to you
Dude U Literally said wat I was thinking Word for Word😮😮😮😮 it's Really Cool ..but im a little Scared now kinda in a Cool Way I Guess lmaoooo
I wish I enjoyed it more and wasn't so worried about school and other people. I was to caught up in my anxieties to take in the present
Amen
Those birds remind me of when I was younger. I was 9 with my family and we would go on walks to parks all the time. Then one day it just stopped. We rarely ever go out anymore and I miss spending time walking, talking and taking pictures of nature. Now, all I can do is cry and regret how much I ruined those outings by complaining.
Mourning Doves are my favorite time of the year. I have a couple nesting nearby somewhere and the female lets me get 5 feet from her. I feed them bread as much as I can. They don't like tortilla chips. I feed them bird seeds but they get expensive now and then
On my UA-cam Channel Background I captured a hummingbird in my shed and took a picture of it. It's amazing once you learn Life needs to be simple and delicate:)
I remember those too, but thought they were owls
Ya I don’t know how everyone can have the same memories of those birds. Crazy how similar we all reallly are.
@@kaecake9575miss those days
Sometimes we can perhaps romanticise the past so much with our melancholic memories that we tend to out dark clouds over our present existence.
Stuck in memories that everyone else has moved on from.
What?
You wouldn't surprise tho if I tell you that you're not the only one who constantly felt like you've stuck in the memories of the past, everyone who listen to this feel the same and thought the same.
I remember toys being expensive and I'm glad I outgrew them
@@ExtraordinaryTK I think he means that everyone that was involved in his memories has moved on from things that happened, and he's the only one that thinks about them.
@@mrcreeper479 I knew and my respond probably didn't come out right lol as to those people probably felt the same but life is about moving forward and you just wouldn't know.
It’s that feeling you hit in your life where you’re thinking “oh damn, that time really is gone” with all that’s left of is photos
@BBinkmachine who cares....
I'm at a young age, fourteen to be exact. And I've hit that state so many times. I've had so many existential crises already, most ranging after my double-digits. It's not easy. Not at all. It's when you want to stop living life but don't want to die. Sorry, I've been ranting on for too long.
Love the memories you created, but always try to make more. Every single day, try your best to have your best day and love the ones that are there for the memories.
@BBinkmachine that's deep
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Mornings like this… if you get up early enough you’ll still be able to long to go outside and feel the humidity on your skin, the soft movement of mosquitos, that empty but safe feeling. Life is the strangest ride at the amusement park. Everyone’s been on it, some riding higher and lower than most. Some get off earlier or later than most and yet we’ve all witnessed something like this one way or another.
That’s exactly the memories I was thinking. Early summer mornings with those birds, before I had school, and all we would do was play. A constant fever dream…
Beautifully put.
JESUS CHRIST!
Thanks Jesus
That was really nice, now I want to wake up really early just to experience that again..Thanks, Jesus.
One day I stopped climbing trees.
It wasn't a conscious decision.
I can't recall the last time I did it, or why I stopped.
Years ago.
Another lifetime almost.
Gone.
One day I should have stopped climbing trees. I was way too old. But I climbed one anyway, slipped, skinned my arm and pulled my shoulder. I probably also should have stopped then, but I'll never learn!
@@SdulcamaraI am glad you didn’t stop. Makes me happy to hear that you never lost your curious inner child.
Time is unkind at times...
I loved climbing trees. But then I got fined by the HOA for climbing on the roof by going up the tree so they sawed all the tree branches off the lower part. I try climbing trees when I can, but adults are always there to break you down.
You can still climb another tree brother
I remember my dad would take me and my brothers to Toys R Us,, and against our moms wishes, he would let us decide on a game that we can all play together. I think the last thing we got was Battletanx: global assault. Rest in peace dad.
Love that memory for you!!!! ✝✝🕊🕊
You could pick anything. That's what you got. Lucky.
I remember Battletanx: Global Assault! I loved that game! I played it non stop. My dad bought it for me as well. RIP to my dad, miss him so much.
Rest in peace to your pops.
Global Assault was one of my favorite games I played it all the time with dad and brothers
Born 1993, when I was around 5/6 me and my family had to move to Germany, Osnabruck because my Dad was stationed there for being in the British Army. We stayed there until 2001. I can honestly say from what memories are still there in my head, are the best years of my life. If I could just relive those days, just for a few hours, I would be so happy.
I spend hours crying happy/sad tears on Google Earth Pro with the time machine of the maps. Seeing my old Primary School before it was demolished. Seeing the Army barracks my dad was at before that too was sadly demolished. Seeing my old childhood home which I haven't seen since we left 23 years ago.
It's even more saddening with how Germany's privacy laws are. Google Street view is practically none existent. So the buildings and the streets I fondly remember are mainly just these pixelated resemblances of buildings that I still vividly remember from my childhood but I can't see how are now or was a few years ago. I only have what I remember, and the odd remnants of videos here on UA-cam which is extremely lacking and rare to find
Thankfully some time last year, Germany finally lifted those privacy laws for Google Maps Street view and i finally got to see my home again for the first time since we all left way back in 2001. I will be honest. I've never cried so much in such a long time. It was harrowingly different everywhere i looked around Osnabruck but I could also see things that haven't changed at all.
The walks we went on, the Warner Brothers Movie Theme Park down south near Dorsten. Pony rides in the woods and picking the oldest one there who was called Boris. I picked him all the time because he liked to eat the grass a lot which made the ride last longer so I could spend more time with him. The little & big lake walk just behind the Nettebad. The traditional Christmas Markets in the town centre. Playing video games when my Dad finally came home on my Playstation 1, we would try and beat the games in one day but never could because I didn't have a memory card. Getting excited whenever Pokemon was on the TV. Friends round mine to share the big swimming pool I had.
Watching Halloween Town before going out trick or treating. Finding our first ever pet, a kitten abandoned behind a grit bin while we were on a bike ride and taking her home, we named her Millie. So many memories. All lost to time. With only old VHS tapes & photographs to try and relive those memories at least just a tiny bit.
Oh what Id do just to go back to those days. Nostalgia is such a beautiful but cruel mistress. I hate to love it and love to hate it. I Miss you Osnabruck. I miss you childhood.
But. I have a daughter of my own now, she turns two in November, still crazy to say that, time truly doesn't stop. I honestly can not wait to be the best father I can possibly be. And to make everlasting memories with her that she can look back on and smile just as much as I do looking back at the ones I made with my Mum & Dad.
Oh Germany. Oh Osnabruck. Oh childhood. You were the best of days. I'll revisit you one day. With the whole family hopefully.
Greetings from Germany! Well written...!🤗
Beautiful.
Its comments likes these that take me back to moments similar to these. Moments with family, the good moments.
Makes me so glad to hear that you could make such beautiful memories here! I hope that you can come back with your own little family and make some new memories, memories you can remember in many many years later and warm up your heart! wish you all the best Bro!
Love this and so beautifully written ❤️ my dad was in the British army too so we spent a lot of time in various places in Germany during the 90s. I have such fond memories of living there and one day would love to go back for a visit but I know it won't be the same. Nostalgia is bittersweet!
Nostalgia is one of those feelings that feel good as much as it hurts
Hurts?
Yes more on
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
Happy that it happened but hurt that’s it’s past I get u :(
We didn't even know we'd be doing things for the last time.
What happened?
Your comment tugged my heart a bit too much stranger internet friend.
You know it gets real when family members start to pass away. That childhood is forever lost and you’re never getting it back. One of the most painful part of being an adult💔 You only have the memories that truly make you happy. The money doesn’t even make you happy anymore. You just wish you could rewind time and re live every moment again. My biggest wish is to restart my life and have unlimited wishes
A qWW wwwaa❤
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@@64gbheart-disk19for real
Dude just seeing the toys r us alone is making me cry I miss that store so much
Toys R Us is stil around though
@@TheChillMelodist true, it’s just that I live in Massachusetts and the one I grew up going to closed and turned into something else and I haven’t seen any around at all. I miss going there for all the pokemon events and buying pokemon cards.
Crying over corporate greed and materialistic bullshit?
@@williamgass9242someone didn't get toys as a kid 😢
@@jamesk2860 not from toys r us.
You get older when you (allow) 3 things to cease: movement, wonder, hope.
You aren't nostalgic for an age, but for a lost mindset.
That's true, actually.
That is amazing.. Perfect words
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
Very wise words, I'll do my best to remember them. I need to move more, and find what I want to achieve, what to hope for.
Nostalgic for happier times,simpler times..
Reminds me of when me and my family would wake up to the birds sounds and ate breakfast and watched tv and watched the sunset while playing outside and when we thought our parents wouldn’t die. Miss the old days 😓🫶🏻
In 10 years these will be old days.
Wow I wasn't expecting that last part. I lost dad almost a year ago.
What happens then still happens now. You said it yourself
This hits hard. Sorry for your loss. Almost lost my Dad to a heart attack. One of the most emotionally gut-wrenching things I have ever gone through.
I was born in May 2001 specifically. As a kid growing up i remember that i always cherished memories no matter how small or big they were. Going to eat out somewhere was literally the most exciting thing to do. Blockbuster man….i just remember getting good grades and being able to rent my favorite movies and shows. Going to school as a 2000s kid WAS SO NOSTALGIC!! The rainbow tarp, the little scooters we used to ride on and get our fingers caught in, the school lunches and man…the school parties!! Field trips to another city or country was something so exciting. I remember when i always woke up in the morning for school watching cartoons waiting for the school bus to pick me up and my mom telling me to get ready. Going to school when it was still dark outside, just that. The foods, the music, the art just everything of my childhood is a core memory of who i am. Not being raised around technology as much made me want to meet new people see new things and just be alive. Going to relatives houses for the weekend or so and having a good time.
Going to middle school and high school is what really made me appreciate memories. I may not be friends with the same people. But at least they were my friends and there for me when i needed them the most. Choir and theatre made me appreciate the people and memories we created. Going to LA for choir concerts and taking the long bus rides every year was just awesome.
The memories you make and what you do with them is up to you. But always remember those memories are always there with you. Idk you but you are loved and appreciated 🫶🏻
thanks, dud
Oh, this comment was so helpful to read. Thanks for sharing :)
This. 🩵
Dude shut up please
you mean the rainbow tarp where the whole class grabs a piece and lifts it up so everyone can sit inside? I remember our elementary school had an inflatable planetarium (or something like that) for the 5th graders, but I moved away before I saw it.
Keep going everyone. Right now, things may not seem right in the world. You may even harbor crippling sadness, perhaps anger, or maybe no feelings at all. It is okay. Right now you are here and you are breathing. For that, I am proud of all of you. Please keep going. It makes me feel better knowing there are others like me that are pushing forwards despite everything. Keep going today so that you can experience better days that are waiting ahead of us. One day soon, you are going to feel the sunshine on your face and you're going to smile and be happy that you have been granted life. Do not take it for granted. Keep going. Go, go go.
Thank you for this beautiful message, I needed to hear this. Sending you positive vibes :D
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Thank you my friend
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
Thank you, stranger, maybe this is what I needed to hear when I’m just thinking about ways to quickly end my suffering.
Anyone else be randomly chilling and then a smell somthing from your childhood for only 1 second then its gone forever.
I'm 51 now. My first grade teacher was a lady named Mrs. Hunt in Houston, Tx. I was absolutely in love with her. She wore this perfume that I do not know the name of, but twice in my life I've caught a whiff of it in a public place and it stops me dead in my tracks and takes me all the way back to first grade.
@@stevepinckney7998 i admire you for responding with that. the fact that you are 51 yet still have these (i like to call them) pieces of the person you were as a child gives me hope that when we grow up, the person we were never dies. it never leaves us. it may not be here in the present, but it is still in our mind, our being, and our entire existence. i may be only 16 year old, but i still have those moments of reflection that make me pause whatever it is i am doing and just reminice and appreciate. thank you.
@@davidd6972of course not, you're still that person. My 95 year old grandmother still tells me of life biking to the city when cars barely existed to buy shoes with the girls. The only thing that can take you away is some horrible brain altering disease like dementia
I smell weed a lot.
I'm 56 and ride my bicycle a lot. Not all the time, but quite often, I'm hit by a certain scent. About half the time, I can reach back in my memory and identify it and the other half, I can't. Play-doh, different candies, perfumes, plastics, and then the ones I wish I could remember but can't. It happens often enough that I've considered attempting to write a poem about it. You'd be amazed how many different scents you come across peddling through different neighborhoods. Residential neighborhoods are where most are. I swear I can smell "youth" when I'm going through college campuses sometimes.
I remember my grandpa trying to sound like a bird with his whistling and every time I hear this I think of him..
I Love you G🐾
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It's funny how when you feel down, you look around and people seem to smile as if there's nothing to worry about. But when someone else feels bad, you smile and just try to reassure them because that's how everyone else handles it. At least that's what happens to me anyway. It's odd when we get caught up in our own emotions, it's hard to keep control when life can be pretty chaotic. But I find seeing people being good because that's the best way to be makes me feel really good too. Like parents actually taking the time out their day to bond with their kids, siblings who may not like their siblings, for a day just having a nice time playing games or watching movies. Even people who have bullied others, but realised they've taken it too far and start to show genuine acts of kindness like asking how they've been or asking if they need help, not because they see what they did as nothing wrong, but because they realise they're not great people and just want to try to be better. I love seeing things like that, you don't see that happen all the time but when it does happen, it's almost magical. Seeing the kindness in other people makes me happier than anything else to be alive
It hurts, you know? I'm 15.. I still have memories to make, but life isn't so carefree and happy like it used to be. My parents fight every time they see each other now, no longer loving each other like they used to. I remember when we would ride our bikes together around the neighborhood and to the park. Grilling hot dogs over a fire pit in our backyard. The hot summer days when we would just sit outside eating popsicles and hear stories from my parents' childhoods. The days I would run down the streets to my friend's house so we could play outside for hours before I would be called back for dinner. The days I wasn't constantly worried about what I had to do tomorrow. The days I was oblivious to stress and how busy life is.
For the last 4 years, school has been pressuring me with what I am to do when I turn 20 and get a job. I no longer have freedom. I feel chained to a wall. I'm so tired, so exhausted, worrying about what will come in my future. I constantly fear about school and how I can ruin my entire life if I do one wrong thing. I no longer have friends to hang out with or just ride bikes with. Sure, I have two wonderful friends, but we only talk in school. All of my old friends are now at other schools and have their own friends. My one friend I would text every single day and constantly call so we could laugh and have fun randomly stopped texting one day.
Life is hard. I'm trying to make the best out of it, but everything looks so dull. In the past, life was vibrant. I never wanted to sleep due to being afraid I might miss something. I would never want to sleep and just stay awake to have fun. Now all I want to do is sleep. I want to sleep and have night come so I can fall into another dream where life isn't hard anymore. I pray often to God for guidance on what to do with my life. I constantly pray asking him to help me just trust him with my life and to take over it for me, but it's just so hard.
Me personally, I focus entirely on school work and dance now in my life. I feel so distant from my family, which is partially why life has been hard, but dance is my only escape from hard days. The only time I can have fun and be me.
I both love and hate looking back on my past when I was only half my age. I love it because I smile knowing my parents gave me the best childhood I could ask for. I smile knowing I have so many good memories, but I also hate it. Now all I ever do is compare my current life to my past. Now no talks. I don't do anything for fun. Everything I do now must impact my life one way or another. I have to be perfect. "I have to fit in." I have to always be happy. I can't let my true emotions show. I can't speak my mind. I can't fail. I can't do anything for the fun of it. I hate it so much. Everything is slowly tearing me apart and I have no one to go through it with except God.
I can't even begin to tell you how many tears my eyes shed while writing this, and I know I'm a kid. "I shouldn't be worrying, I StIlL haVE a ChILdhoOd I'm gOinG ThrOuGh." Sure. Maybe I'm still in my "childhood," but it sure as heck doesn't feel like it. I'm so angry all the time (anger issues), I have no free time, nothing makes me happy anymore. One day I will look back in this and probably laugh at myself, but that's what I always do. I will at some point in life think that I was super stupid back then and that I'm foolish, but honestly, it's how I feel right now and I needed to say it. Sorry to anyone who can relate to my message.
The only thing I can tell you at your current situation is that, god never gives somebody a burden that they can not carry. Just hang in there pray to god one day it will be beter, imagen having a life without challanges, it would be boring wouldnt it?
@@canerkasapoglu5835 thank you, I appreciate the words. I needed to hear that... 🩷
You don't know what hard is yet just wait lol
@@dankestgalaxy5952 Well good for me.
As 27 year old who had same fears as you and similar situation i feel you so im going to say to you what i would want and need to hear at that time.
Friendships end, people feel stressed and fight, everything changes. I ask myself why im here and what should i do but one thing i know is to never give up. You are seeing and feeling how hard life is and learning new things about the world and about yourself. It will be hard but worth it. You have people who love you and will help you. You have yourself- brave and intelligent. You mean a lot to a lot of people. You are loved.
For school and the tings that bother you- take time and go calmly- you will figure it out. Think what interest you (nature, animals, people and their behaviours... etc.), what are your skills (good listener, people person, tech savy, etc...), about what do you want to learn more? And dont worry to much- everything you decide is connected and lead to somewhere. Even if you dont like what schol you go to- you can always change it. There is no shame in that. Even when you feel like failure you will manage. Even if you think you wasted time and feel dumb for your mistakes- you learned something. Dont be so hard on yourself, you are young- you have so much stuff to see and learn! It will be alright! You got this!
You are the same person, but smarter and more experienced now. You often look back at happy memories. You realise you wouldng change a thing.
I found an old photo of my parents and 3 year old me taken in 2001 and I was brought to tears by how 20th century it looked, the way we were dressed, how it was staged, our facial expressions. My memories of back then are so hazy, I feel like I've lived 10 lifetimes
I've been going through difficult times and when i started listening to this playlist, the bird at 0:06 just made me tear up because there were so many of those near where i lived growing up. I'd always hear them in the morning as I'd start my day. This brings back so many memories
Mourning doves
Hope you’re doing better 🙏
listen cloesly and for a few minutes... theyre still there friend. like a piece of childhood that wont be forgotten. i take solice in it often.
Suddenly you stop focusing on your surroundings , life suddenly becomes less colourful
What?
@@williamgass9242 the shift from childhood to adulthood
Fr Brother
Or when i began the two waves of fear and anxiety. 7 years old… fearing space and the end. 9 years old, scared of the afterlife, black holes.
I think that was when life became not less colorful…but all the smells in life became new
@@ChillyUltraKill bullshit
The birds at the beginning remind me of when I was a little girl, waking up in the morning and hearing them chirping from my window. I felt no anger, sadness or worry for the day. Only peace and wonder of what it had to offer. I miss that.
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
This reminded me of how when i was young. it would be a Saturday i would kinda sleep in but at the same time wake up early to hear these birds as the sky was still still orange. Those were great times ❤
The mourning doves and robins singing remind me of the summer evenings of my childhood: me swinging high on our swing set in our backyard, wearing Crocs and my Barbie denim jacket, with grape popsicle in hand, waiting for Dad's truck to come rumbling up the street of our small suburban town. Those days seem too far away 😢💔
So they remind you of birds?
Bro 💀
@williamfartgas are you stupid?
She said she misses her childhood
It's November 13th, 2024, and I'm 21 years old. I'm studying in college to become a history teacher while i have my own personal writings that I'd like to turn into novels someday.
My mind can be overwhelmed at times such as now, but deep down, i know everything will work out in the end and that the future is worth living for, despite what my brain and ADHD tell me far too often.
I remember my childhood well in these moments, reflecting on how much less was expected of me and how naive i was to the world (housing crisis, what's that?). But time has since left those memories to photographs, videotapes, and visions within my mind. And it'll do it again one day. It'll creep up behind me and tap my shoulder, bid me hello, and make me acknowledge its existence. Perhaps one day, when im older, like my grandparents were, 2080 or so, I'll look back on my younger self, a nervous, nerdy, emotional man with a brain that loves and hates him, some light still left in his eyes despite the previous five years, and tell him it was all worth it.
I take solace in knowing that I'm not alone in this feeling. I assume well that my ancestors probably experienced the same feelings: a young man remembering simpler times. Everyone has nostalgia over their early years, even for those born decades, centuries, even millennias ago. It all just reminds me that despite the unique experience of being born a gen z, I'm still just like those who came before and will come after me. And i think that it is beautiful for a human feeling like that to transcend time and culture. Im not alone, and neither is anyone who reads this, for we all came here for a reason.
Take care, and God bless you strangers yet, brothers and sisters. May you find peace in your life
Hope you find peace Josh.
It's the same at 36
The Mourning Dove is a beautiful touch.
there is something hard about memories of when you where a kid and you got new toys. i can't really explain it but it's hard to think about the joy they used to bring you just so you abandon them years later. For some people they where our first friends.
I always find abandoned toys so sad. Especially if they are in the shape of animals or dolls
Someone loved them once
Now, they're just trash in the cold
Shut up
I was born in 1987
I remember the bus stop when i was in 3rd grade, and smelling my new shirt with my nose tucked it in.
I remember really liking my new backpack and being in new shoes.
I was always scared.
And now i miss it.
And not much has changed
1 - School Rooftop (With bird sounds) | 0:00 | 1:23
2 - It feels like i've forgoten something | 1:24 | 3:36
3 - You not the same | 3:37 | 5:47
4 - Comfort chain | 5:48 | 8:49
5 - Green to blue (Slowed & reverbed) | 8:50 | 11:58
6 - Snowfall | 12:01 | 14:02
7 - Bleached | 14:03 | 15:26
8 - Apathy | 15:27 | 17:22
9 - New home (Slowed) | 17:23 | 20:17
10 - Watching the stars | 20:18 | 21:55
11 - Dreamy | 21:56 | 25:27
12 - Distorted memories | 25:29 | 27:16
13 - Present | 27:16 | 29:44
Full title or the artist for track #13? Thanks!
@@sylvancureg429 the artist for track #13 is Lloyd Vaan
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Love all the comments, there really is something special about childhood where you just store all these memories (sometimes that can obviously be bad, but for the sake of positivity, lets run with it) and they have so much meaning & significance, even from birds tweeting, or the smell of fresh cut grass after playing out all day as a kid. Powerful stuff.
You deserve a like and comment my friend 😎
Also nice pfp 👍
Comments hit hard while listening these music
i'm glad i was able to experience that time, playgrounds, toys, cartoons and no regrets.. thanks mom, thanks dad.
This immediately took me back to sitting on the front porch with my great grandmother during the summer. I miss her.
Did she live next to a parking lot?
@@williamgass9242 Took me this long to realize this is a bait account. Rip 🙃
@@Randomcontent-mq5uk the ambient mix?
born Jan 2006, I just turned 18, I miss not having technology be the main focus of our world. Elementary school without a phone was so good for my development. People keep talking about some meteor shower internet blackout thats gonna happen in like 5 years, and the old I get the more I hope it does.
What day? I was born January 2006 too, i was the 19th
I was born in 2009… technology was all i really grew WITH. Family and all that yes but technology grew with me. So long i’ve turned addicted…i’ve just accepted my integration. We are just different fates of one person. We all are.
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
@@Missionjesuscristoteama-wm7kn thank you
Man I miss when everything was simple and perfect. I had everything, friends, happy parents, siblings, and a beautiful home. Now ive moved my parents are divorced, my siblings just fight all day and my friends don't care about me. Now I feel alone and i want to go back.
That mourning dove at the start. ❤
I wish I could relive my childhood with more appreciation of no responsibilities and the love I received just by existing. I’m about to be 30 and I haven’t felt the love of a parent or genuine understanding of what I’m going through from another person in years. I’m alone and I’m expected to uphold a good moral attitude and keep pushing so I guess that’s what I’ll do.
i remember waking up early and my room would be nice and cold, not too cold but a comfortable temperature.. and the sun would shine and the mourning dove would sing its song and i would sit up and listen to it and draw.
i miss the good times when i was young.
Yes, I get the sound of morning woodpigeons here.
Nice.
Bullshit
@@williamgass9242 "🤓bullshit🤓" had a bad day?. Something definitely crawled up your ass.
@@williamgass9242bros shitting on every comment he finds😅 go back to ur youtube shorts brudda u truly suck at commenting
@@williamgass9242Most of your comments are just calling something bullshit. Did you just learn that word?
I never lost my inner child. I know exactly where he is. But I stopped believing myth was real because I stopped seeing only what was in front of me. As I saw more and more of the world, I realized that all those little imaginings were fantasy- and the reality was sadder and more painful. When I read Flowers for Algernon as a child, I never understood the ending. Why would Charlie be happy at the end? Now that I'm an adult, I get it- just like Charlie, I've seen too much. I understand too much. But that story teaches the solution too. We have to narrow our perspective. We have to only focus on things that bring us joy and not on all those things that bring us sadness and pain. Charlie was happy, going back to being unable to see all that was- because he could only see the things that brought him joy.
Narrow your focus. If something doesn't bring you joy and it isn't essential to live and be happy, then set it to the side. Put your attention, your focus on those things that make you happy. Those things that sooth your soul. Don't look at those dreams of a forgotten past as some lost, happier time, but as a guide for how to be happy again. As a child, we didn't care about politics, we didn't watch the 24 hour news cycle, we didn't listen to reports of this shooting or that war. We focused on our family and our friends. We went outside and adventured. We dreamed big. We couldn't wait to grow up because we wanted the freedom adults seemed to have coupled with the freedom we already had as children.
We can't turn the clock back, we can't go back to what we were- ignorant and unseeing. But we can set aside all those things that cause us pain and heartache and suffering that we need not engage with. We can gather up all those things that bring us joy and wonder and happiness, and we can fill our hours with light and laughter.
I don't believe in myth anymore. But my inner child hasn't gone anywhere. He's sitting right here with a smile.
I don't know how to express what I'm feeling right now. Childhood will forever be engraved in our memories and have a special place in our hearts.Everything,down to the last detail, felt different.The sun shining,the bright colors of the tree leaves and just pure happiness.No distractions,just us being kids.
Idiocy
The birds remind me of when I was little. My grandparents would bundle me and my sister up early in the morning and pull us in our little red wood wagon to the local park. I can clearly remember the smell in the air, the soft cooing of the mourning doves and the rattle of the wagon wheels as they rolled over the sidewalk cracks. My sister and I wrapped up with some snacks to tie us over as we listened to our grandma and grandpa talk. then one day we didn’t go anymore, we were too big to fit in the wagon, sometimes I wonder where the wagon is now.
Another bullshit bird comment
Love coming to pages like this where comments are nothing but positive and heartwarming.
and what is wrong with negative? not all things always positive
@@Moodboard39 I bet you're fun at parties.
Mostly bullshit
@@williamgass9242Mostly because of you.
@@kamakiriisabean7059 I wouldn't say most of these comments are mine
Played this song while I was walking in some really dense fog this morning. Felt like I was out of bounds or something
are you a bot or sum
@@Eternalight2036 yeah me you and everyone else
some of the best years of my life were with my siblings and cousins, we'd stay up and stay outside until the morning. we'd play N64 into the night, draw at the table while listening to music on the radio.
these days, everyone drifted apart. some of my cousins passed away, my brother also passed away. so now im alone in this empty house. no ghosts, just unbearable lonliness and silence. after im gone from this world. i hope. i pray i can meet my family again in eternity. and we make memories forever
i wasnt expecting the nostalgia to hit me this hard...the birds caught me by surprise
Yes everyone mentions the birds
A few months ago I went outside and heard a mourning dove. I just stood there because I'd honestly never heard one before, but I heard and saw so many people talking about them.
A week later we had to put our six year old cat down. I already barely remember her. But I know she was sweet. I don't recognize her in my photos, she looks like a stranger. I don't remember her purr. All I remember of her is her weight on my chest when I stayed up late watching TV, and her body in my mother's arms. I miss her so much, even if it feels like I never knew her. It hurts so much.
I can still hear those bird sounds in my neighborhood it reminds me of when I would lay on my trampoline in 2016.
Damn this brought me to tears, only 24 but still miss being a kid
Same here 🥲 an I'm turning 24 in August this year
I'm turning 24 this October.
I miss my grandpa, grandma, and mom...they were far from perfect but yeah. I hope I'll see them one day again when i go
I grew up primarily in the 2010s, yet I still have so many memories of the 2000s, playing GTA on my dad’s ps2 when I really shouldn’t have been allowed. The piles of toys I owned, fighting going to school and being sick and being allowed to stay home and watch all our Pixar movie VHS tapes, it’s so bizarre looking back on it. Being an adult of the now….its so sad, cost of living and a war looming….makes you wish for the times of them to return
I feel you @brotherhoodjames2270 🥲 I also grew up in the 2000s an playing gta 3 on my cousins ps2 as well when I was 8 year's old 😂, not to mention the TMNT 2003 series an 2012 series ❤, teen titans, Looney tunes, pokémon 😊,I watched an so on.
I also remember playing on the Nintendo 64, gameboy color an advance, gamecube ❤, I can go on of how much I enjoyed doin all those year's ago, an hell 😂, I remember playing magic school bus on windows 95 an 98 even though I'm 23 now!!
What a nonsense statement
@@williamgass9242 sorry that my comment upset you so much William I should have really been considerate of you oh how could I do this
@@lucadasillywolf considerate of anyone, not just me
You fell so safe as you watch this and every care in the world fades away
I recently realized how long it's been since I was last in a truly creative headspace. I used to put creativity under my greatest strengths, and I realized that I can't do that anymore. It's no longer one of the things I'm good at. It feels like losing a wing. I can flap, but I can't fly.
I wish weird things like this existed irl you always read fake stories of people finding places or towns that don't actually exist and when they leave it's not there anymore I would love to experience that while I listen to corecore/dreamcore
huh
wtf you even talking about
@@Moodboard39 just fake stories on the Internet, search I visited a town that shouldn't exist and something of that nature will pop up
But some places of backrooms or liminal places really exists like that hotel on england
And u also can use tour imagination to take pictures of liminal places on liminal perspectives while listening liminal músic i have 300 and more pictures like that Will put on tiktok and insta.
And people o surfer or had like symthom from some trauma ,Lost a lot or stress or ilness like depression anxiety pstd bipolar borderline ocd, depersonalizatiom, derealization, autism, deficit attention, epilepsy scchyzophrenia, chronic pain , multiple or double personality, dissociative Run, dissociative amnésia , etc can experience the life like this and looks like feels and see and experience the places around you like this away, Liminally . Every spaces turns liminal spaces.
U also can disconect yourself with meditation. And a lot of ways. Everyone can experience dissossoation sometimes on life
Reminds me of my childhood growing up in my old neighborhood. Id hear the birds chirping, riding my bike, pinching my dads snapdragon flowers. No worries, no bills, no nothing. I was only there for 6 years, but im still so attached to the old place. I pass it often and reminisce.
So it reminds you of birds?
Cheese weasels...@@williamgass9242
Have you ever just had a smell…from when you were young. A whole gallery of smells…that disappeared one day but come back sometimes. What are they? And why are they here?
@@ChillyUltraKill those are memories
@@williamgass9242 very bad memories
Just yesterday I was playing with friends, feeling the joy of my mom coming home with a treat for me, and princess movies were enjoyable, then I walked through the portal to today and I only hang out once in a while with my girlfriend and stay in my room when I come home from highschool, stare at my tablet watching the only series that makes me feel alive, and doing quads sometimes, and dont talk to anyone for hours............
Then I turn 18..... and the childhood flashbacks start all in a dream and then you realize........ "once again.... I have wasted ...another childhood...another life....another soul...... again"
I know exactly what you mean
Back when I was younger, me and my family went camping a lot at the state parks. We would go on long walks through the nature trails and such and I remembered everything being much bigger. Now when I return to those same areas. They look different and feel different. Really goes to show that as you get older, things begin to change.
Man staying up all night until the next morning was the best as a kid 😊
That picture makes me wanna cry.
Same bro 😢
@@clarktubeyt i know 😭 feels like another lifetime.
The mourning dove coos are the glue to this nostalgic feeling for me, because if I'm working, them I'm already up before them, and if I have the day off, then I rarely wake up in time to hear them anymore. It's a once-a-year thing where I wake up and hear them.
Another bird comment
The bird sounds>>>>>
Growing up and watching people lament about their childhoods, the mistakes they made, wondering why they had kids or why did they stop drawing/singing/something…
I took all their laments to heart to become who I am today. Didn’t go out to make a family. Didn’t get married. Didn’t have kids. I think even my own body decided to accept this role too, since I stopped getting taller at 14. Heck, I pretty much stopped developing at 14 and only aged instead. I now just look like one of those weird 30 year old actors who get cast as teenagers. I still wear some of the clothes I wore as a teen. I’m stuck as a weird bonzai person. I’m past my family-having prime. I actually don’t regret it but I don’t really know what to make of it. I have no frame of reference
So this is heaven.... It's better than I ever could have imagined
The birds remind me of staying up all night and going to bed when the sun and birds woke up, amazing how its the exact same birds almost scary how you recorded them right from my memory. Ive made mistakes in life that of which i will never be able to repay, life goes on none the less. When we all look at one another as brothers and sisters beauty will spread like wildfire, i take comfort in that.
Bullshit
@@williamgass9242 what are you yapping about?
@@Radicalpea6971 yapping?
The last one gives me a feeling I never seen and felt before...
The bird noises remind me of back when I lived in a small town in 4th grade. Where everything was simple, I had friends all over school and next door. I knew nothing of family drama, and I was happy. Those days I would sit on our back porch and listen to birds right after the crack of dawn..
So they remind you of birds?
@@williamgass9242 Yes, I remember how peaceful it was to listen to them
I guess you like birds. Some people don't.
I love how we all feel nostalgic for the same kind of music, and yet we grew up so differently. Different languages, countries and cultures. In the end we all were children once.
The birdsong, especially the mourning dove, make this perfect and complete.
Bro that pigeon call at the beginning hit me so hard with nostalgia.😢
the first song will always hold a special place in my heart. it reminds me so much of when i was younger and would play video games with my older sisters before they got older and then i had to play my own video games. i remember one time i wanted so bad to play minecraft but i didnt have it for myself yet at the time. but the song also reminds me of the pasts ive created on multiple of my own video games. te friends ive made and the people ive watched play those over and over again. the times spent at first in the living room with the small x box to now with a huge computer of my own in what used to be my sisters room.
crying over small things like not getting to go outside when i was younger happened a lot with me. i was a sensitive child. i liked the outside and i couldnt find something to compare to the fun i found in the outside. now its like that for me but with video games. thank you.
(and 6:07 is such an accurate representation of me playing this one minecraft world with my cousin.
I used to go to one of these when I was little, anytime did well on a spelling test or overall in elementary. I can remember walking in one day, a Friday after getting a good score to buy a small deck of Pokemon cards. I could see everything, the fun new toys, other family's shopping, the bright lights, and me holding my moms hand as we walked to the check out together. I miss those times. Its a nice feeling knowing im not the only one. I just wished I enjoyed it more. Be happy, Be brave, Be strong. Its not easy. I wish everyone a good life and more good memories to one day remember.
I miss waking up as a kid excited to start the day, having the energy to conquer anything and everything...
Not anymore.
I'm glad I was born in the 80s and grew up in the 90s. It was such a great decade. If I only could turn back time. Nostalgia...
I have a very strong memory, my parents, my younger brother and I lived in a small apartment, we had a little dog, one day my brother and I decided to take our little dog out to the small garden from that condo, we brought cookies, juices, and we had our little picnic, I remember that my mother would stop us watching through the window, when we are children something so small can make us so happy. I miss those times...
There's times in early autumn when I'm taking a walk and the weather is still perfect. But it makes me sad, because I know winter is coming with its shorter days and cold, grey skies. I guess, "wistful" is the word that describes the feeling best. Enjoying a moment while recognizing it's coming to an end . . .
ох, чувство ностальгии попало в глаза, что вызвало слезы. слушая эту музыку, я всегда вспоминаю те времена, которые действительно доставляло мне немалое удовольствие. как я сидела за одной партой с близким для меня человеком, смеялась ,улыбалась... но такое счастье к сожалению длиться недолго, я уйду после 9, а он к сожалению до 11. с другой стороны я наоборот рада,что закончила школу,ибо она была противным местом для меня, где я подвергалась издевательству не только со стороны одноклассников,но и учителей.
I miss when my kids were all at home playing games and watching Disney shows. I would do anything for those days again. That saying you don't know what you got till it's gone is Soo right. God bless you all.
I was born in 1983, I remember the gentle autumn leaves and brisk winds that would drift along making me feel alive, and joyful in Long Island,NY. Carving pumpkins in my elementary school days. Now as an adult,I do miss my childhood, but I'm glad I grew up a bit, I got to know our Lord Jesus around 18... never looked back since.
Thank you, for reminding me to enjoy my life right now. Instead of regretting not doing so later in my adulthood. :3
I used to work graveyard shift at a toys r us. The store looked just like this when I’d leave at 6 am.
Graveyard shift at ToysRus? For those kids coming in at 3am in the morning?
Bullshit
@@Venn922 Who do you think works in the warehouse / stocking / filling shelves / cleaning?
Sounds creepy, I'd never work at a graveyard anywhere past 2 am
The birds remind me of when I used to wake up early for school. Mom would make breakfast in the kitchen, my dad was drinking coffee, and my sister was getting ready. Seeing the sunrise while I walked to my dad's truck and hearing those birds made me feel peace. I wish I could feel that peace again.
I miss my childhood so much.💔Back when life was actually worth living. I was so happy and free. I hate that I have to grow up and become a stupid adult now🙄
It's just how it is. I know it's sad, but think about it this way: If you were a kid still, you couldn't do anything on your own.
Don't dwell too much on the past or you'll miss out on some the unknown pleasures of today.
I guess.
You were probably stupid as a kid too
. . . and then suddenly, today was five years ago.
It is possible to be happy as an adult. Don't give up hope. Find what made your childhood special. And maybe share it with someone else once you've found it!
man the School Rooftops music really takes me back to 2016 thats feeling is just worth anything
I remember back in the 2000s in the summer, i used to ride my bike in the cul-de-sac & play with my friends. Then when we got tired of outside we'd come in to play Bully on PS2 at my place. My tiny poodle dog would chase my friend around & bark at him because he smelled like his dogs & she just didn't like visitors. (I miss her too.) My friend lived a few houses down & had the same floorplan layout at his house that mine did. I didn't have that many friends at school because I was going to private school while my friends went to public. I had a lot more bullies & enemies at school. I changed schools in after 6th grade since the bullying got out of hand. In my new school i made friends so I started spending more time with them. I still had some trauma from the bullies but they didn't make me feel bad about it & accepted me. I would still hang out with my friend in the neighborhood but it was becoming less & less. By the time I got to high school, my friends all moved away & the kids that stayed in the neighborhood weren't really friends or anyone I'd hung out with. Almost total strangers. They just knew my house was the one with the pool. I never kept in touch with the neighborhood friends because I was at summer camp most of the summer when they moved away. I wasn't able to get a mailing address or new phone number since it was back in the days where u'd change everything to ur new area code when u moved sooner than later. I wish I could meet my homies again. Didn't even know their last names. Maybe that friendship was meant to stay in that time period so I could always have those pure memories. I hope they're doing well tho. Thanks for a good childhood to my bros & my doggo!
amen bro
Childhood is the most precious of gifts, and I imagine the lot of us are here because ours were spoiled… keep going to show that kid it turned out alright
Has anyone noticed how strange the image is? The store lights are on, yet there isn’t a single car in the parking lot. It also seems to be completely isolated, with no signs of a surrounding city.
The childhood dove has return, hearing the dove making that gorgeous call brings back so many memories of the past, they’ve been with us through our childhood to adulthood
Aww... Toys Were Us.
Oh wow. I go through so many ambient Playlists and videos but don't stay for long because they don't catch my mind. This one, though, was an instant nostalgia. That first song made me feel like when I was a child and my parents were looking to buy a home. Before the internet. And we drove to so many different houses that were often not near a city. And I remember many of these vague views of grasslands or unkempt bushy areas, bird sounds, mourning pigeos coos, insects, and the ambience of the outside world. I miss that.
Remember when you were little and how you would wake up at 9, the birds chirping, hearing the wind passing through the trees. Its hard to see stuff like that now and remember because it all falls to the sound of city life. I'll say what most other comments say: nostalgia hurts.
There's something so painful about taking in all of a cloudy day. It reminds me of when I cared about myself, when I cared if I would die before I woke up. Now I'm here, alone in a crowded room.
Ah Toys R Us... I'll never forget going in with my dad to buy a original Xbox for my 8/9th birthday. Even got the limited collected edition of Halo 2 with the steel book case. It was during a fall evening and I remember seeing the light rays pierce through the windows in the front as the sun was about to set leaving the register. I didn't know how good I had it.
I remember my parents going in with me to buy a toy of an alien from Independence Day that made tinny roaring sounds
Yes it's a store
@@williamgass9242 its an icon
@@WolfHunner like Whitney Houston?
@@williamgass9242 yes
Even across screens, we share kindness and connection, proving that love and care know no distance. We're here for each other, always.
I remember my favorite buffet, it loved going there whenever we ate out…ever since covid it closed down and no signs of it opening back up have shown up…I miss it. I’ve been going there ever since I was younger.
And ToysRUs…ever since it closed down this place feels so less lively, I remember seeing it as we drove by everytime on the road, I did get to go one last time before it closed down but…makes me regret not going more often.
And I also remember a Disney store that used to be at my mall, I still remember passing by it and seeing the red sparkly floors, with the small tv screens imbedded into the walls and I remember being so tempted to go inside and look at everything as a kid…All the Disney stores closed down where I live, I still miss passing by it in the mall still even when I’m older. Covid ruined everything for me, it made me more closed off, it made me less social and more anxious. It took away the things that meant a lot to me.
while taking the bus i saw my old house when i was young drawing outside with my sister i remember my cat being here too hearing the birds with the beautiful sun...now my cat is died and live in another house i wanted to cry everytime i would see my house now its like a hard hit of nostalgia may my cat rest in peace thanks for this video ;)
wow this one hurt 😔
Nostalgia is like a dream or nightmare u never want to end.
This image looks like it's a rainy sunday morning before the sunrise and before the store open... You only hear the birds and the rain with a view of an empty an desolate parking lot.
Yes it doesn’t look open yet
Some places just depressing af
2017 was my favourite year
Same
JESUS LOVES YOU YOUNG HE WANTS TO SAVE YOU HE IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD JESUS IS THE WAY TO THE FATHER ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR ONLY GREAT SAVIOR JESUS LOVES YOU
For me it was probably 1997
Everything was great
Movies music games life in general.