Books, music, movies, and television shows are sources of comfort for me. So are scents. I enjoy rereading books that remind me of feelings, listening to music that brings me back to certain dates in time and smelling scents that can only belong to specific memories.
I especially enjoy rereading and watching when I need some sort of reminder, or something uplifting. I enjoy that feeling of reliving works of fiction that make me comfortable, and reinforce something deep inside me. It’s the things that will never get old I’m currently listening to Sarah Dessen’s Saint Anything because her books always bring me to A Place. I don’t know what that place is, it’s that comfort place, the one that’s just steady and reliable. I reread Harry Potter for the same though. I’m watching Gilmore Girls again. I like the familiarity in characters that I adore and story lines that even though I’m familiar with I don’t always remember all the details and conversations. The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants books and movies bring me right there. Mix tapes (or Spotify playlists) of old favorites remind me of something. A lot of times that something is just a feeling, not something specific that I can name. It’s like I use those books and movies and songs to reinforce me, remind me about me. I don’t have a better way to put it, but I enjoy it. I like rereading. I like remembering. I enjoy living in nostalgia some days.
What are your old standbys?