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I’m an early 2000's baby. So I grew up in the era where technology was still a baby. Where the rich families had the TV with the big behind.. insert laugh.. Back when celebrities wore the same clothes as everyone else. Where music was authentic and not about big butts. When reggae was soothing and played on the radio. When soap operas were the now series. Back when Judge Ian on Tusker Project Fame was considered the savage of savages. When the whole country watched Storm over Paradise. Where if you wanted to listen to music on a phone all you could listen to was the phones' ringtones. When Nokia and Motorola were the it phones. Waiting for photos almost a month after taking them. Or listening to music on cassettes and watching 20 movies on one disk. The era of blu-ray. What a time. Where only parents had phones. When your mother warned you about playing with the neighbors kids and against visiting their homes. Before boarding schools were a thing. Waking up early on a Saturday morning in order to watch Cartoon Network. Where you didn’t know if that day you would receive a thorough caning because of something you didn’t realize was a mistake. Where watching TV was considered a reward for doing something good. Where the 5 o’clock The Beat used to play trending music. Where you couldn’t understand the lyrics to a song and google didn't exist so you sang whatever you heard despite it being far from the right thing. Where your parent chose what outfit you would wear despite you hating the outfit. There are so many things that could remind you of the good old days. More often than not I keep wishing I could go back to my formative years. Life was so easy and stress free. But I’d like to go back at this current age. I'm holding on tightly to the memories because I can't believe that my childhood is over. Man, I would kill to have gone clubbing those times. The music was so much better. As much as I would like to go back at the same time I wouldn’t. Being a child and all the trauma I experienced. There are so many things I would like to change as I look back. It wasn't all sunshine and roses. I would not want to go back to that. I guess I just wish I would have been a grown up in the 2000's and the 2010's. I wonder if this is how I’ll feel about my twenties when I’m in my thirties. I really miss and wish I could experience some moments twice. I do wonder if I am living in my past though. I guess I just miss when life was simpler. Does anyone else?


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