This, sadly, is what life has come to.
No longer do we have time to wander aimlessly along the shore beach combing, gathering up our small collection of worthless mementos to be left in an ever growing pile on a step or window sill, until someone takes it upon themselves to dispose of them.
But we needn't fret. Somewhere in a land a long way to the north, there are people in factories manufacturing driftwood and threading it on strings for us to purchase in order to satiate our need for souvenirs.
Perhaps they should be renamed, they are not mementos, they are forgettos.
Caloundra Markets
© Sunshine Coast Daily Photo - Australia
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