I don't like nostalgia. I'm not a person who rewatches stuff, or rereads. I let my past lie in fear of nostalgia, that emotion which fools everyone. Yet, here I went and watched it:
Alps no Shoujo Heidi
Nosebleed talked about this recently and I kinda got the urge to go watch it, since I've been put in an unfair and stressing situation recently. And it hit me, it hit me sodding hard. Just the opening had me tearing up from a strange emotion, not sad, but I don't think I'd have any reason to be happy either. Bloody hell, just that makes it worth it.