An Introduction Through Trinkets/Collectibles

 Hi! I'm Neha. My About Me page gives a brief introduction to who I am. To clarify, I'm an avid collector of trinkets, and I'd like to start with that. 

I created this blog because I wanted a digital space where I could access all my thoughts and ramblings. I've gotten into journaling, but I haven't felt motivated to write. I believe this blog will provide me with the perfect space to rekindle my passion while also exploring other interests of mine. A space to put it all somewhere and to write about what I love, even if what I love is a piece of plastic from a capsule machine.

Here are the trinkets I own and what they remind me of:

⟡Sqwishland Sheep: I got this trinket from the local Marsh near the Kumon where I'd cry at! I was a first-grader on my merry way with my dad after miraculously passing a unit test on long division (I still have no clue how I managed that, but yay to 6-year-old me!). I went to the capsule machine, and my dad allowed me to use some spare change for a squishy animal. What came out of the machine was what sparked my love for small but meaningful keep-sakes. I'd make comic books where the muse was this minuscule sheep (I named her Sam). I'd take her to school, I'd keep her safely tucked in my pockets, and I'd clutch her in my hand for good luck for future Kumon tests. Sadly, I lost her after a Diwali celebration the following year when I entered second grade. It was devastating, truly! I'm not joking when I say it's the first time I experienced a loss so deep that it shook me to my core. If I did still have her, I would rub it one last time for good luck. 

⟡Smiski: These funny-looking green guys are a personal favorite of mine! The Smiskis come in a variety of series, my favorite being the museum series (though I have yet to collect them!). I got my first one from a bookstore on a trip to New York with my parents in the seventh grade. My mom didn't understand the appeal of the "weird green thing" I'd hold in my hand during shared meals, but I couldn't explain to her the unabridged joy he gave me. I didn't bestow a name to my Smiski because soon after, I had collected five new Smiski friends. The Smiski in the image, pushing a paper crane I made, has seen restaurants, museums, and every corner of my bedroom. I definitely plan to collect more, but I'm debating whether to name the ones I already have. Names have power, all that stuff. So I say, "To be determined!"

This blog is for people who also have rituals for everything they do, engage in the same media I do, and rewatch the same TV shows for the umpteenth time for familiarity.

So welcome and enjoy!