Something I've noticed is I just don't produce or collect "I was here" type memorabillia, compared to people from older generations like my parents. Photos and

Something I've noticed is I just don't produce or collect "I was here" type memorabillia, compared to people from older generations like my parents. Photos and videos? Nope, I don't even have a camera aside from the one in my phone, and the stuff in there are so forgettable I don't even know what's in there. Postcards, hats, shirts, and other "I was here." tourists' goods? Nope. I stopped buying them when I noticed they all just end up stuffed under nine layers of my closet's hell never to see daylight again. Waste of my money. Tickets and other "I paid money to be here." artifacts? Thrown out in the trash asap. See above; waste of space. In stark contrast, I do buy and collect things that enrich my present day. Books pertaining to my interests to line my shelves, hardware and software to satisfy my computing itch, and so on. Whoever has the unfortunate privilege of cleaning up my affairs (I have no children nor a spouse and don't plan on it) will unfortunately have no idea where the fuck I've been, but honestly I don't think I could care. I just don't see value in memorializing my past. I don't know if that's good or sad, but I certainly couldn't care less.