The unsolved mystery of nostalgia

Think about the time when you've been having great memories, and you realize all of a sudden that this is the time that you won't be able to return to, and you realize that it's ending to make way for a very undesirable time. But then all of a sudden, as it's about to end, you've realized that there might still be hope, if there's time. I felt this same way listening to: "If there's time", a song by Odesza!

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