Have you ever felt nostalgic for a moment that didn’t happen? Or picture something in your head that you wished was a real memory, and not your imagination?
I’m listening to “All Hail West Texas” today, by the Mountain Goats, and the song “Jenny” has me feeling nostalgic for a moment that I never experienced.
I just have a vision of driving across the El Paso desert at sunrise on a motorcycle. One of those old school ones that have a side car.
That’s the image in conjures, and the feeling of freedom, and the crushing vastness of the desert bathed in a warm orange glow.