Dedicated to Mad Men.
Nostalgia literally means the pain from an old wound. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. Goes backwards and forwards. Takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It’s not called the Wheel, it’s called the Carousel.
It travels the way child travels. Round and round, back home again.
To a place where we know we’re loved.