Yearning for another life

I love this generation and I was definitely born in the right generation don’t get me wrong. But sometimes I just dream of being a drifter in the ‘90s with a stranger, clubbing in the ‘80s, or the Woodstock festival in the ‘60s. Just romanticized blips of other lives I’ve read and seen, and ik realistically I would hate EVERYDAY, but just wi to those small moments— I succumb to limerance. Do you guys ever feel like that??