entry 5: those who collect, live
Dear Diary,
What surprises me most about growing up is how we never stop collecting — from postcards and bottle caps to treasures like moments, inspiration, pain, happiness, and love.A collection of your own personal greatest hits of memories. There’s a peculiar magic in knowing, you still have airports you have yet touch base, conversations you have yet spoken. It’s exhilarating. in the end, experience is the only valuable possession you own. Those who collect, live.