Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Why I do it

Why we do it

I have to say that this scene from Mad Men explains it best for me.

Why as a grown man, I fuss over "childish" toys. Something that doesn't seem logical and is an open invitation for people to view me as being immature. To others they seem like mere toys, but to me they are time machines. I don't want to play with them, I just want to look at them because they take me to a place that I know that I was happy. And having them near me gives me a sense of comfort.