Collecting. Hoarding. Possessing.
Seeking out for something is thrilling. This is how most of my collections started out. I have a hard time trying to describe what exactly prompts us to have a collection: coins, stamps, vinyl, clothing, empty cans, cats; collections come in all sorts of forms. I am not sure whether to call it a need, an urge, a necessity, or just let it on the hobby shelve. Whatever it is, the amassing of physical (usually) items seems to be taken as an extension of the self. One collects because it is nostalgic, pleasurable, related to an area of interest, or some things are just too good to collect. I'll use coins and bills as an example, as they can be found anywhere, with great variations in value, and there are million different possibilities and ranges in this sort of collection; in short, coins are dependend on time, location, value, aesthetics, material, events (commemorative coins and the such), and of course, there are also coins made specifically for collecting. Anot...