Today’s memory of the ‘90s as a lost golden age is:
Waking up to the sun shining over the green grass on a summer day, calling in to AOL and reading Salon and Slate, playing Final Fantasy Tactics for a bit
Going to the comic book store for M:tG day (also Battletech and Netrunner and Legend of the Five Rings), waiting for a match and reading the Vertigo compilations and watching patrons buy Lady Death ceramic busts and Milo Manara compilations from the highest shelf
good things will never ever return to us
oh hush, you negative nelly, there’s dark forest in between the sun-dappled clearings but we’ll be there again before you know it