Let's have a show of hands: how many people remember VHS tapes? How many people know what VHS tapes even are?
For everyone born after a certain year, VHS tapes were how people used to watch movies. They had to be rewound after every watching so you could see the movie again. Bizarre, right?
When I was little, I owned two VHS movies about ballet. I always watched them as a pair: the first one, a simple, step-by-step instruction video on the basic steps in ballet; the second, a sweeping, colorful inside-look into a children's production of "The Nutcracker." As a five-year-old little girl, I wanted nothing more than to don those beautiful, sparkly outfits and twirl and leap across a stage to magical music.
And it is quite possible that I could have achieved this dream, but for two closely-related problems: one, my family were missionaries in Mexico, and two, we were poor. Supposing we even found a ballet school where we lived at that time, we most likely could not have afforded the lessons. So I contented myself with my two VHS movies until I outgrew them - and, of course, I drew ballerinas.
I may never get to dance on a stage as Clara, the heroine from "The Nutcracker," but I can draw her in all her midnight glory, forever dancing to a lost dream.