I remember looking up at the stars much like tonight in 1999 checking the time on a Sprint PCS TouchPoint phone. I was thinking how big the world was and how I could never fully know it. I was thinking of the internet and how amazing it was that I could talk to someone anywhere at anytime. I could almost see cyberspace in the night sky. But even that did make the world seem smaller, it made it even bigger any more mysterious. I remember the feeling of anticipated adventure of life that lay ahead of me and the mystery of it all. The air was quite, but I could feel , almost like a 6th sense, the data overflowing out of the phone lines above my head. This is the feeling I chase but will never feel again. This is nostalgia. Unfortunately in our hyper connected social world, it will never feel big again. I will chase nostalgia until I can't any longer. The internet raceway of telephone lines above my head is quite and I can feel it's absence like a loud silence making my ears bleed. That world is gone.
