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Toe,
Your memories of your young love are so beautiful. I really like the way you write, especially the way you capture so much with so few details--the ice cream, the spring rain, shaking branches getting you wet.

I know what you mean about nostalgia and the past. It is not necessarily nostalgia to be wrapped up in some memory. It just happens. The result is a sort of bittersweet feeling, but I don't think that feeling has to always come from nostalgia. You feel the sweetness of being young, remembering what that was like, and the bitterness of it being gone.

One day we'll look back at these posts--or remember writing them--and think, "Jesus Christ, I was so young when I wrote those things about my lost youth." I guess that is part of getting old. There are layers of experience being built up, as we speak, like the layers of paint on an old oil painting.

I have been sick with a cold the past week. It kind of tempered my excitement on Election night. We don't talk politics much here, and I won't, but I just have to say how fucking glad I am Obama won. My stuffy nose won't let me shout much, but I wanted to holler.

Glad you enjoyed that Go! Team video. I love them. They give me so much hope for the future. I find it interesting that your remembering the past, and ruminating on lost youth, the meaning of nostalgia, etc., seemed to coincide with listening to the Go! Team (or did I misread the post?). Anyway, I think my love of them is based on the way their music has elements of the music of my childhood--sort of 70s funk, early rap, and Mo-town--mixed with more contemporary sounds, like the noise rock and electronic beeps. It always makes me feel like a little kid when I listen to them.

Anyway, I am going to bed.
Love,
E-Word