Wistful yearning for the past.
I rarely get hit by this state, so when it does come along I find that I do not quite know how to handle it, or where I should allow my mind to lead me. Perhaps it is the country songs I have been listening to, or the recent pattern of people from my past creeping back in to my life that have led me to this feeling. Either way, I keep finding myself preoccupied with moments, conversations, and people past.
This is making it extremely difficult to focus on my wonderful reality.