NOSTALGIA....all those things we left behind

Once upon a time all of us were younger than we are now, including the old guy behind all this writings. last evening while I was taking my little kid for a walt to the near park, I was observing some other folks were staring at me in a weird way and at the moment I could't realize what was the cause of it, I gave no importance to the fact, since I am a bald guy most of the times people tends to look at me more than the necessary times. However this time was different, and while walking I was trying to figure it out wat was wrong with me yesterday. later while my son was playing around on the playground I realize that we were wearing the same kind and color of sneakers!  (blue canvas classic vans)   and  bermudas, one mummy mentioned it to another woman and I could hear them both speaking about my outfit and my son's. Even when we (my son and I) were wearing different T-shirt and Bermudas the shoes were the same on both of us, and they were talking about it. "look that man, wearing kid's shoes" , but, wait a second...
Vans are  part of my life and has been  since I was  a kid too! ,thus, I have never, ever read in any of the numerous pairs I had used in my life the age recomended to use a pair of... but it affected me in a way, since the truth is that maybe in the very inside the people using sneakers all of his life is not acepting the fact that we are grown up persons, that we are adults, and all of those folks I see from time to time, by the streets wearng old raged  AC/DC , PIXIES, etc t-shirts are like me, because when we look at each other there is a silent complicity, a shine in our sigths. and behind all the baldness, white hair or chubby figure I think I can see a kid that lives inside those nostalgic-old walkers.  perhaps is because we are proud of what we were when younger, or is just that we still enjoy the same old things we enjoyed when kiddos, and we are proud of what we are. listening and using when kiddos as now when we are older.  we are just Nostalgic of all those things we left behind when we become "adults".....................