Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Scratching The Itch
I don't really have the urge to be writing this post, but I am dying to do a much needed sit-down with my collection. You know the ones where your focus sharpens in such a way that your thoughts seem to meld seamlessly into your beloved array of beautiful cards.
The ones where you get down and dirty, and maybe even sometimes get actual dirt on you as you come across a piece that may have sticky residue from when you were a child. Where nothing else in the world matters for the moments you sift through boxes and pages of those quaint and curious rectangular squares.
Everything becomes timeless, almost like a dream and new ideas are pushed through your head in the most artistic way of unravelings.
When you have not toiled in your cards for quite sometime, you begin to realize their true importance. You start to realize what kind of an impact they have on your mind and overall health.
The psychology behind a hardcore card collector is very much a mystique in my view. I don't think there have been too many studies done to see what goes on in the mind of a cardboard aficionado. I do know there is a certain discipline that many collectors acquire over time. And then again, it can be just as compulsive as that morning up of coffee. (Tea, in my case.)
It can be said that cardboard collecting can be an addiction and can also lead to negative consequences in one's life. As someone who used to struggle greatly with addiction and substance abuse, I can certainly see and understand how problems may arise. It may become a problem if you're in financial trouble and you are still splooging on packs or compulsively trying to outbid someone on ebay. It could also become a problem if it gets in the way of personal relationships. Like anything, you need to have a balance.
I do consider this however: If the people around you don't support your passion, then maybe you don't have the right people around you. For this reason, I am extremely tolerant of other people's endeavor's in life. I am respectful towards peoples ongoings even if I don't agree with what they're doing.
Cards have taught me everything and nothing at the same time. I often think it would be simple to stop collecting and move on to something else. But the reality is, it's not quite that simple. My brain is wired for this stuff. That area of the brain is not always 100 percent lit up, but when it is...I become THE CARD RAVEN.
The raven needs to scratch the itch. I try not to beat myself up about it. I am extremely busy and I've been dealt a number of cards that have taken an emotional and physical toll on my body and soul. I'm tired, worn out but I never ask an ounce of pity. In fact, I often welcome the challenges I face everyday.
I'm the type of guy that loves to have a nice looking yard and a clean house with laundry and dishes caught up and I'm willing to put in every bit of work for it. I expect no one but myself to do the cleaning, yard work, take care of my two young children, one of whom is a cancer and stroke survivor with special needs. I ask for a little bit of help from time to time, but for the most part...If I want something done, then I do it myself.
I expect myself to have my homework done every night, and it's really paying off because I have not missed a single assignment and after my first month, I have a 4.0 grade point average. I'm not trying to gloat about this, rather share a little of my personality and how I'm constantly trying to raise the bar.
You wouldn't know a whole lot about me, due to my infrequent, yet sometimes energetic little posts I try and muster up each week. I haven't reached the 100 post mark yet, so I don't know if you guys consider me as part of the family yet, but I can assure you that I will never give up and that you will be interacting with me a long time down the road...That is, provided that you are still in the game yourself!
But man oh man....All I want to do is take an hour. Just one hour, where there is nothing but me and my collection. Or, one hour to go out and make a nice purchase of some packs or blasters. One hour of reflection is much needed and will be quite invigorating when I make the commitment. I think for all that us card blogger's do, we at least owe ourselves some time a little each day to engage in our madness and let the insanity fly.
You may balk at the idea that there were no cards in this post. But, the empty spaces where the cards should go is the true revelation about the cards in my life at the moment. This post stays true to me and my current state of collecting.
(If you didn't read it, I don't blame you. If you did, then I'm sure you can find much you can relate to : )
Ta Ta For Now!