Soon everything that has happened will have happened in the last decade, or further back. Soon everything will be in the distant past. We will have to stretch before we reach for a memory. We will have to pause before we think. We will have nostalgia held over our heads, as blue sky holds eternity over our heads on days without clouds. The word nostalgia refers to an intense and actually physical pain at the loss of the past. The word has been corrupted and softened, but maintains the possibility within it, within the vocalisation and emphasis of that word, all that it once heralded.