That feeling when you open a new game box. It is hard to describe. It is mind-blowing. Awe-inspiring.
We are so small and insignificant.
When confronted with the vast emptiness of space.
Oversized boxes are a huge problem once you start collecting a few games, as each of us in the hobby will do. I can easily store 20 vinyl albums in the space of one card game. Ten paperbacks for one euro game - with space left. It's driving me crazy.
Where to store this all? I need some room to live.
After stowing away games under the bed and piling them up in every nook and cranny of the house I am slowly starting to despair. I'd like my house a little tidy. I'd like to be able to walk to the kitchen. I've got a house full of emptiness. And it's in the way.
I know there's people that say, you shouldn't think of the box as half empty. You should consider it half full! But it's a bit of a problem to have such a positive outlook on life. Especially as the other half of the box is also half empty. And half of that part, and...
I've got to do something about this. I've decided to put the half empty boxes to use. I'll put them out of sight, in my wardrobe. Use the space to store my clothes. I'm re-arranging as we speak.