Not Exactly the World’s Largest Gingerbread House
Taken like a spoonful of Nyquil just before you pass out from flu exhaustion, nostalgia is no harm at all. In fact, it’s positively uplifting, even if that lift up hampers your hipness standing to the point where you might as well be culturally asleep. Short trips to what was probably an imaginary past— immaculate family gatherings around the tree, perfect junior high summers with perfect junior high kisses— aren’t necessarily grounds for an inner guilt trip.
— Dominique Leon
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