I understand. I have a lot of nostalgia for the Playstation 2. That system occupied a lot of late nights during my college and young professional years. My mem

I understand. I have a lot of nostalgia for the Playstation 2. That system occupied a lot of late nights during my college and young professional years. My memories of those games are wrapped up in those tumultuous times. As fond as those memories may be, I just can't play emulations/remasters of those games nowadays. Why not? I'm convinced it's because the loud fan noise of the PS2 is missing without the original system. That fan blast was on before, during, and after every gaming session. It filled the silence when the game paused. It picked up when the game peaked. It was there when I had loud joyful matches of Burnout 3 with friends. And it was there during long lonely nights following a breakup. The PS2 fan's noise pierced my soul. Nostalgia is a very fickle thing. It's never just the favorite game, or food, or jacket. It's where you were at the time, the smells in the air, the twitches around you, the people you were with, the way you felt. What is an authentic recreation of an old game? For one, it might just be running it on the original hardware. It may be hearing some specific electric hum or click before the system starts. It may be the way the buttons on those old controllers felt. And that may be enough. For others, it may be playing the game with a friend lost to time. Or playing the game in one's childhood bedroom, long since demolished. Or playing the game while eating a special pizza, from a place that's long shuttered. So if recreating the experience is as simple as getting the old hardware assembled, that sounds relatively reasonable and achievable. Still, ultimately, I prefer not chasing ghosts. Why cling to the experiences of the past when we can make new experiences today? It's a hard lesson learned. Nostalgia bites me hard.