There has been a time when I was enthusiastic about everything. I was a little child, holding his first gameboy and playing "Tetris Attack". The gaming device was the 50-shades-of-grey one, which had actually no colours, but... combining what I saw in the game and the pokemon anime, I imagined the grass to be green, the pokeballs to be part red, Onix and Geodude in the first gym having a shade of brown upon that grey, and the water being blue; that dark blue you'd find only in deep waters.
I remember how raving I was about the first pokemon movie. How I was trying to convince my grandpa to buy it for me so we could watch it in our video. Come to think of it, now videos are non-existent, but it was a big deal at the time. I remember having watched the Hunchback of Notre Damme and then having to rewind the film so I could watch it from the beginning if I wanted to in the future. Pokemon was of course no different, only with better graphics it blew my mind back then. It also came with a Pikachu and a Mew training card. They were the first cards I held in my hands and honestly, that was all I needed to be happy, at least for a while.
Then pokemon was available for gameboy, so I got myself a Red version. Contrary to most, I began with Bulbasaur. In the end, Venusaur turned to be my first 100lvl pokemon and the reason I had a chance at the league (because using no legendaries or psychic type pokemon was not the best choice). Point is, I sometimes I look back to how much work I put in that game, all the unnecessary changes/saves between box changes, killing every single Pikachu I met in the forests, camping in the Safari zone for a freaking Scyther that never stayed in the freaking ball. I wouldn't change that. That time was special.
Thing is, that time was long ago. After all those fun times, gaming and videos have improved so much, that nobody would ever try the old methods. The challenge, the adventure, and the feeling of solving a hard puzzle on your own are not so frequent nowadays. That is why sometimes I look back and -for some reason- I feel a faint nostalgia and when I realize how long it's been since I've experienced those emotions, I also have a sense of... loss. Especially now, that the internal battery has run dry and my little Venusaur is not there any more to greet me. Sure, I'll be able to start a new game in the same or another console, and pick Bulbasaur again, but no matter how I play the game, it will no longer be that Venusaur, and that game.