Inadvertant nostalgia

I was doing really well trying not to think about any time other than now/future, until someone asked for something (past) to be changed. Which of course meant observing other things from the past, which of course meant remembering everything associated with those times. It’s just a slip in sentiment, that’s all. Don’t over-analyse the word ‘nostalgia’, its etymologies, popular culture allusions (in an inverse aetiological sense, meaning I thought of it first and then discovered similar foundations elsewhere), and all possible meanings (I can think of only two) in its usage. Anyway, it was entirely accidental. It’s not as though I stood there throwing taunts at some maddened, blind cyclops, revealing identities boastfully as the impious brute runs crying to its father. No: convenient mythological explanations for any of this are decidedly thin on the ground.