Going Looney!!! missing you too much

I took really long to post something despite my promising myself to have weekly posts,mostly because I had no idea how to express the thoughts that I have been having lately, thoughts that have been a big jumble of nostalgia and too much reminiscing…it's either I miss someone or I miss something. Am only human,and i deserve every right to feel like that once in a while,but for the past 2 weeks my emotional streak has gotten the better of me.If only time travel was not just a myth,my only wish is that it was true and people could actually travel back into time.(If wishes could come true,I would definitely be travelling EVERYDAY!!)

We all have those days when we just want to sit back and kick back ,reminisce about those days when life was just a breeze in the ocean.I literally miss those days.

I miss tweety and sylvester,I miss roadrunner and coyote…I miss Tom and Jerry!!!I miss Bugs Bunny!!!I miss going Looney over looney tunes,and that big old lion that roars when the show comes on ….i miss my toons first thing in the morning every weekend ,without a care in the world!!!

The thing about wish lists(especially mine) is that they could go on and on,so to put a stop to all my ranting i will let you read this piece of lyrics from a song that's about 10 years old(let the guessing game begin!!)

"Like a cold summer afternoon

Like the snow coming down the dune

Like a wedding without a groom I’m missing you
I’m the desert without the sand

You’re the woman without a man I’m the rain without an N

I’m missing you"

Copied from MetroLyrics.com(LYRICS :I'M MISSING YOU by CASE)

Missing someone/something is the most uncontrollable feeling,wish i could tell you how to get rid of those feelings but of late i have learnt that they are probably worth keeping.You learn to make memories from those feelings,and you learn to treasure what you miss. The mere fact of missing someone/something only means that they are of importance to your life,it may be something simple or someone dear to you.In short,life is never the same without them!They make your life what it is,especially in absentia.But life goes on,we learn to live even when those feelings can't go away.

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