Yeah, I've been feeling this nostalgia for the present for most of a decade. I looked around me and saw people who had no idea they were already dead, in the same way as someone with late-diagnosed pancreatic cancer. I know that everything around me is about to be swept away by irresistible forces, that afterwards it will seem like it lasted only an eyeblink, and that I will miss it, even though I don't know what will come after it.