I Collect Magnets Like I Collect Regrets

Every fridge magnet tells the story of a place I rushed through. Prague in 3 hours between flights. That Santorini sunset I watched through my camera lens instead of my eyes. I started collecting them because they were cheap, practical. Now I realize they're evidence of how I travel—always moving, never staying long enough to actually feel anything. My fridge is covered in tiny monuments to surface-level experiences. Each magnet cost €2-5. The depth I missed? Priceless. The irony isn't lost on me: I collect these magnetic objects while remaining completely unattached to the places they represent. Maybe it's time to buy fewer magnets and book longer stays. Sometimes the smallest souvenirs reveal the biggest travel truths. #TravelTruth #SlowTravel #PostTripReality #Travel