I suppose I don't have much of a day to feel nostalgic about, but even in as much time as a year, things change so much... Some for the better, many for the worse. Once upon a time I had this bunch of great friends... I look at them now, and it's like they're barely the same people anymore, they probably feel the same about me. I miss the day. I saw a quote in the book I'm reading. "If only I were little again. You don't appreciate it at the time." What do you miss about 'the day'?