No… it isn't. It's about homesickness. It's nostalgia, which includes '-algia,' i e pain. It's grieving for when things hadn't yet gone wrong. Even though the foundations of that wrong were being laid day by day, even though things should have been different then, they certainly should be different now - and once upon a time, none of it had yet happened.
I cry too, Sophia. Sometimes, when the grim reality of today really hits…
I understand.
Robert Sloan: Martin, is it so bad where you're from?
Martin Sloan: I thought so, Pop. I've been living on a dead run, and I was tired. And one day I knew I had to come back here. I had to come back and get on the merry-go-round, and eat cotton candy, and listen to a band concert. I had to stop and breathe, and close my eyes and smell, and listen…
Martin Sloan: [to his younger self] Martin, I only wanted to tell you that this is a wonderful time of life for you. Don't let any of it go by without enjoying it. There won't be any more merry-go-rounds, no more cotton candy, no more band
( ... )
Sounds odd doesn't it, but I always knew what I'd be loosing. Hence why I was so reluctant to leave it all behind. I know so many people say they didn't know what they had till they walked away from it all. I did; I knew what home meant, what family meant, what my siblings meant to me. I knew leaving them would be terrible, I knew I'd miss it all painfully. But I also knew I couldn't keep living my life with the impact of my insane parents on it. It took some years for that balance to tip in favour of leaving it all behind, but I always knew what I'd leave behind.
I suppose what I'm not doing is appreciating the good points of now! I'll try and do that some more.
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I cry too, Sophia. Sometimes, when the grim reality of today really hits…
I understand.
Robert Sloan: Martin, is it so bad where you're from?
Martin Sloan: I thought so, Pop. I've been living on a dead run, and I was tired. And one day I knew I had to come back here. I had to come back and get on the merry-go-round, and eat cotton candy, and listen to a band concert. I had to stop and breathe, and close my eyes and smell, and listen…
Martin Sloan: [to his younger self] Martin, I only wanted to tell you that this is a wonderful time of life for you. Don't let any of it go by without enjoying it. There won't be any more merry-go-rounds, no more cotton candy, no more band ( ... )
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I suppose what I'm not doing is appreciating the good points of now! I'll try and do that some more.
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And of course, there's the other part of it too, perhaps closer to your meaning:
http://baron-waste.livejournal.com/1155249.html
- which proved too large (and too personal) to put as a comment here.
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