Go read Virginia Woolfe's Solid Objects because it's basically about a man named John who finds a piece of sea glass and suddenly realizes he doesn't want to live life like he is so he devotes his days to finding trinkets like a crow, and his friend Charles goes "bro you're crazy you're a political figure act like it" and John just holds dearly onto his Items and hisses like a cat, it's actually kinda sad but I'm still amused by it because... yeah I too wanna spend my days searching the sand for small trinkets










