Everywhere I go I’m looking for treasure. Sometimes it's just a nice looking rock or radiant shell, other times I find a gold chain or wad of cash on the sidewalk. I have always had a collectors spirit and can’t help but to keep my eyes peeled at all moments for something shiny or blessed. You can get so much joy and life force from charmed objects. I can see myself ending up as the cliche eccentric person on the beach with the metal detector looking for precious objects in the sand. Your trash is probably my treasure. For example, I have a beautiful blue plastic bottle I have kept for 5-6 years and have brought all around the world with me.