I just read an interesting piece on nostalgia.
Appropriately enough, it sparked a memory. Jeremy, my best friend in high school, was a big fan of Steven King. I remember listening with him to one of King's books on audio tape. I've forgotten the title of the book, but the premise is that a plane flies through some anomoly into the not-quite-gone past. All the passengers awake during the passage through the anomoly disappear, leavng only the passengers who were asleep. The remaining passengers manage to land the plane, then spend some time plotting against each other, being noble, going crazy, and all the other things you'd expect of King's characters. And then the eaters of the past come.
It's interesting how trains of thought derail into memory at times.