you are sitting there minding your business,

when all of a sudden you hear a certain melody or a certain scent that make your heart cry.

you then start thinking of certain occurrences in your life that make you wish you could be able to go back in time and perhaps relish a bit more.

oh, nostalgia, you twit.

you cannot even fight it,

you just have to let it pass in its own time.

just like a limb that has fallen asleep,

the more you prod at it,

the more you feel its forceful claws grasping into your soul.

whatever the case may be,

rest assured that it will soon pass.

after all, it took a specific trigger to bring up these memories.

in time, everything will go back to normalcy…

until the next trigger arrives.