
Not an Ordinary Collector
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I am not your ordinary collector.
- anonymous
I donīt collect rocks, or stamps, or beanie babies, and I donīt collect toys or postcards or any of the stuff most people collect. I collect memories. They arenīt hard to find, and they arenīt hard to keep. Theyīre cheap, and they are meaningful. In this world I see too many people collecting material things, just to īhaveī them.
Why does everyone have a need to have everything they see. You have more than one of something, and suddenly you find the urge to get more and more and more, and then it almost becomes an obsession. With memories, you can simply look back on life, and the wonderful experiences youīve had.... but with other collections, later you can just look back on all the money that went into a meaningless hobby. Of course this isnīt always true, some collections are of sentimental value, but most are superficial, and leave you empty.
My collection of memories is as colorful and vibrant as the best collection of beanie babies, itīs as diverse as the biggest collection of stamps. It holds laughter, tears, fear and hope, and all I have to do is remember.