Point in Time.

its fascinating how things have this uncanny ability to represent different things to a person.

Many people have a collection, a hobby, a set of items and products they collect from various events or occurrences.

My dad has snow globes and can easily identify where each one of those snow globes came from.
My Grandma collect ornament dragons from all over the world.
My Uncle,  Medals
Muggy collects owls
But Bucky and i have a similar philosophy.

We collect things of insignificant value to anyone else but ourselves.

I have the balloon card and badge my two greatest friends at university gave me.

i still have the receipt the first time me and Jess went to the sweet shop together.
The painting Vicky did of a Mario flower for me.

the ticket of mine and holly's first concert.

Mine and Alex's first bottle of cider together. (also the whiskey and the vodka bottles was a rough night)

Candy-lynn is still in a boz in my cupboard because of an infamous Elliott.

this week i went out and bought for a whole £1.50 a replica pirates pistol.
its now represents the night Flat 14 made me an honorary flatmate.



Im a hopeless romantising fool.
And this treasure would be anothers man junk.
id never get rid of a single on of these items though.