Everyone has a niche just waiting to be found. She had found hers. She collected because it was her niche. She traveled everywhere and everywhere she went it felt like home. Her collections were always with her so she never felt gone. She collected everything and nothing. Nothing is nothing. Nothing is more than that. Nothing is something you can turn into anything and she turned anything into everything. So she never felt alone because she had everything.
Every memory… Every collection… Every adventure… Every feeling…
Everything led to her niche. She now collects nothing. And everything is what she collected.
