Andy Warhol, so it's said, never opened any of his post. He merely collected it up, put it in a box, and when that box was full he sealed it and wrote the year on the top. When he died they found boxes and boxes of unopened post.
I've never taken the time to find out just how true this story is, but I do know that the first time I heard it, it had a profound effect on me and I wanted to do the same. And so I started to collect things. Ticket stubs mainly. Be they cinema or theatre tickets, raffle tickets, train tickets, plane tickets, pay-and-display parking tickets. But also postcards, greeting cards, thank you cards, business cards, labels, badges, old credit cards, menus, anything that was evidence of somewhere I'd been, something I'd done, or someone I'd seen or met.
I can't remember what I did with all this junk to start with but eventually (probably in an effort to retain some sort of control over the growing mountain of rubbish) I decided to get a really large cork notice board and pin this stuff to it. And there it hung in my living room - a huge messy board packed with memories. A trophy board. I loved it!
I've been doing this for some years now (twenty or more), and this notice board is amongst the best that I've used over the years. It's cheap, lightweight, but far more durable than some than I've had where the cork has disintegrated or the frame has come apart.
Find out more about Trophy Boards in my book and visit the book's website to see how my Trophy Board for this year progressing?How to Do Everything and be Happy: Your Easy-peasy Guide to Creating Happiness