I definitely feel the same thing. Mainly, I feel nostalgic about my stargazing memories. My favorite memories will have to be the time when I saw my first meteor and the rings of Saturn. The meteor was a very exciting memory for it appeared in the suburbs at the edge of Houston. It appeared as a small, beautiful ball of fire that lasted in half a second in the sky which was a beautiful blue indigo an hour or two after sunset.
I learned that you have to see the planets in person through a telescope instead of pictures. I found Saturn in the sky by accident while I was trying to search for Antares instead. I vividly remember seeing the A and B rings of Saturn. The golden planet was very faint at the time of opposition. The planet seemed so unreal when I saw it. The rings were so perfect and pristine, and the planet itself just fits in with the rings too perfectly. All I know is that I want to see the same view again and again.
Sorry if I got carried away. The emotions just came, making me feel like I should describe my memories. I just keep feeling that excitement and euphoria intensely coursing through me while wanting to relive those same moments.