The past is the past, and we can't have it back.
More to the point, however you feel about the present -- whether good or bad -- we wouldn't have what we have now without the past. Whatever else you might say, the past is the reason we are here.
I know the past was far from perfect. The so-called "good old days" were not good. And yet, I mourn what we lost.
I was there, at my friend's house, playing his Super Nintendo on a TV -- what we called a TV, because back then, we didn't call them CRTs. And those cartridges, those 16-bit cartridges -- at the time, they felt like the future. We didn't think about the broader world, its consequences, or what might come later. We were full of optimism, convinced that things could only get better from here.
It's not that time itself that I miss. Truth be told, my life back then was pretty miserable.
But what I do miss are the visions of a radiant future.
