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Nostalgia is the most beautiful form of pain

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.

It’s crazy how life can seem so simple as a kid, but gradually it stops and all you have are memories.

Stuck in memories that everyone else has moved on from.

We didn't even know we'd be doing things for the last time.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Dude just seeing the toys r us alone is making me cry I miss that store so much

Nostalgia is one of those feelings that feel good as much as it hurts

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 KZfaq 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.

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

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.

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 🫶🏻

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 😓🫶🏻

Suddenly you stop focusing on your surroundings , life suddenly becomes less colourful

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.

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.

It was the year 2000. The turn of the millennium. I was 5. Nothing mattered. I don't know if I'll ever feel the comfort of being so care free every again....

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

I miss everything. Before 2019, everything was amazing for me except for a few things but. What was there was good, now its all just reminiscing about old times thats all thats left of those days memories.I truly miss everything and everyone that have gone cause there is not much left.

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.

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 😢💔

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.

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🙄

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

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.

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.

Love coming to pages like this where comments are nothing but positive and heartwarming.

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.

This immediately took me back to sitting on the front porch with my great grandmother during the summer. I miss her.

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.

That mourning dove at the start. ❤

I used to work graveyard shift at a toys r us. The store looked just like this when I’d leave at 6 am.

The Mourning Dove is a beautiful touch.

when you can't understand where all the time went.... just remember when you were a child climbing trees and running around in the grass with your parents trying to get you to come in..... Trust me just b/c you grew up doesn't mean u can't have fun and try to view the world as you used to. Just. Trust.

That picture makes me wanna cry.

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"

Damn this brought me to tears, only 24 but still miss being a kid

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 wasnt expecting the nostalgia to hit me this hard...the birds caught me by surprise

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!

I still remember when I was younger and I would go outside into our neighborhood. Those birds were all I could hear, it was nothing before, but now it’s like music to my ears and it hurts. It hurts that I’m not even in high school and I feel like I can’t really see my surroundings anymore. I can’t hear those doves calling anymore.

wow this one hurt 😔

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.

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.

Tho I battled with loneliness depression for a long time, Im still so thankful for the tiniest of things. I've been reading the Holy Bible for a couple years now, and it's teaching me not to look at the things I don't have but look at all the blessings I received.. "I believe in Jesus" and no matter how lonely I feel, I will remember that he is with me. We Humanity as a whole destroyed the world and made things complicated, It was our fault things turned out the Way they did, It was never his fault. So no matter what pain Im going through. I will never not trust in God, I know he is with me through these hard times. (I'm not alone) and I will never give up 🙏✝️♥️

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.

You know it took me a long time to realize that, but our childhood was heaven for us, we had nothing but we had anything in our hearts, and all we wanted was to grow up, how silly we were. But now its clear, our childhood is the proof that heaven exists, our childhood is what gives us the faith that one day things will be like we were children, but it will never be. We can build a new heaven , this is possible , but remember, the original is always the best. the memories of our childhood, of the "good old days", is what holds us, it gives us hope that we had such a pure and innocent childhood. Without the memory of our childhood most of the people would kill themselvs, you know why, because our first years in life, our childhood, is the living proof of heaven, that we experienced from a place that was once pure and innocent. Today i realized i cant have the pure and the innocent heaven i had in my childhood,but i can create another one, that have different values, but its still heaven.

A memory of a forgotten landscape

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.

To everyone doing their homework, breathe slowly, take a sip of water, and focus. To everyone who is trying to sleep, leave the chat, grab a blanket, and get the rest you deserve. To everyone who is sad, grab a snack, have some water, get a blanket, and write down your thoughts. When you're done, lay down and get some rest, no matter the time. To everyone who is creating, you got this. Your creation looks terrific. Remain in your flow and get stuff done! These are not my words but spread them and copy paste

Never knew one day I would stop playing with toys having fun with my sister loving & caring for eachother

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.

Dwelling on what used to be won't push you into your destiny. Move on and heal up. No one said this was gonna be a breeze

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.

I think we all nostalgic to our childhood because we don't have to grow up and realize that all of our dreams are just no true,,

It was not even sunrise as you walked through the forest as the soft sound of birds singing seemed to lead you……as you found the heart of the forest you came across an abandoned building called ‘Toys R Us’ the name alone seemed to bring you back in time as you saw your younger self running in the building like it was the best place in the world……you didn’t even realize you were crying as you continued to stand in the cold, doing nothing but staring at the building….

I miss waking up as a kid excited to start the day, having the energy to conquer anything and everything... Not anymore.

Aww man It doesn’t get any better than this 😩 Can you take me back Can you take me back?

born in 2011(13 yrs.) ... I still have fun memories of toy Rus; I remember life being colorful and playing till dark,I remember Rhianna playing in the stores in the malls, I wish life could be like this again.

I miss it soo much(sighs)good old times the only things I would get in that precious store is Lighting Mcqueen cars I would have a big bin at home and just toss them in when im done. My dream was to fill the bin up to the brim and just play with all of them.

The birdsong, especially the mourning dove, make this perfect and complete.

the hell is corecore? either way, even as an older person, I enjoy these tunes - oddly depressing as they are

Hearing th birds and seeing toys r us again, leaves a sting in my chest

Old me : I wish i become older very fast ME now : I want to go back to my old version who has amazing life and full of wonderful memories

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.

Those birds man. Im only 14 and I lived the 2000s child life. But that only lasted until i was 9. Those birds were everything i heard. I still hear them and i get emotional

I LOVED TOYSAREUS AS A KID!! memorys lol!

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

Bro that pigeon call at the beginning hit me so hard with nostalgia.😢

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..

Toys R Us a loss that still lingers. 💔😢

I miss when the world looked like this. Less urban, less clustered, just less. This modern world made it where every town is becoming absorbed by the bigger cities. Enjoy the communities you have while they last because in 10-20 years sadly I doubt there will be a single stretch of land that isn't being built on outside of government protected National Parks. But you know, all for the love of the almighty dollar.

Sometimes I ask myself “can I go back?”

Those birds sounds remind me of when I was younger. I was on a trip with my family to a small small town in the middle of nowhere. I woke up to hear the birds singing in the beautiful nature. That was my favorite place to visit as a young child. I haven’t been in years.

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.

I miss going on walks with my best friend. I had no worries in the world just cared about hanging out with my best friend and hanging out with her every single day. then covid happened and everything changed, my mental health changed and my bff moved away. Now im 16 and wish I could go back to before covid happened.

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

I cant listen to this without my stomach turning 😔💔 its over, its all over

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 . . .

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 remember waking up from an afternoon nap in my childhood bedroom hearing those birds sing. No worries about kids, bills, etc. Good ol days

Such a nostalgic and imaginative photo…

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

2017 was my favourite year

It’s crazy if you think of it. We’ve all grown up and this playlist feels like it’s a nostalgic take-back as we reminisce and regret through the memories we’ve had as a kid. I’m 14 right now, about to graduate elementary school and I feel like I’m struggling. I can’t hold onto these strings anymore except for the ones that were from my past. I know high school is gonna be a pain for me. And as we keep taking more and more steps toward age, development off of ourselves, and holding on to our great, decent, and worst times of our lives. Past, present, and future. This entire catastrophe that the world is in right now is a crazy turn for me. I feel as if the last year that had me on my last bits of energy as a kid was 2020. Even before 2020, I had a blast. Everything felt so simple. No one was out to kill one another, there was no violence. Now look at what we’re surrounded by. A bunch of bullets in bodies, drugs, vapes, and alcohol everywhere, and stupid people. It was never that difficult. It was never that difficult.

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.

I'm slowly forgetting my childhood memories. but i had a good childhood but those days are long gone. I miss the days when i would go outside and play with friends or go for a walk through the woods but those are bygone days and it saddens me that nobody goes out and plays with anyone anymore

This hurts so bad cuz I’m realizing that I’ll never be or feel like a kid again💔

I don't know why I yearn for the past because this song reminds me of my childhood and I love to listen to it because it makes me feel comfortable.

Even though my childhood was a total shitbox I still wish I could relive the best parts of it.

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

man the School Rooftops music really takes me back to 2016 thats feeling is just worth anything

Que buena infancia y recuerdos de ver esa tienda y preguntarme que era lo que vendian ya que nunca llegue a entrar ni ver lo que vendian ...tanto tiempo no?,que lindos recuerdos de mi infancia y el ruiedo del pajaro en las mañanas...me siento tan diferente...que con estos audios y imagenes ...es como sentirme en el 2019...

I miss Toys R Us but that store was so expensive