" Nostalgia "

what a subject!!

In fact , I lost mine .

strictly speaking , I freed it , opened its cage allowing it to fly away .

I'm now in a complete separation from what I was, what my past was, who my close friend , lover , teacher, colleage and the like was.

My memories upon things , incidents or moments don't bear but instructions for my coming life .

I put it forth once :" My past is a grave that I just put my flowers and smile upon "

But there is still some kind of nostalgia, but mine is for what yet to come not what has already past .

I always have that feeling that I 'm being a different girl each time I experience something new , even if that " thing " is just a good movie or music .