Don't you sometimes get the feeling that wanting something can be more fun than actually having it? and when that unattainable item is lodged in your imagination, twinkling away like a breathtaking jewel, you think about what it would be like if you had it, how it would feel, how it would change your life? You dream about it, and the next day you embroider the fantasies a little more and have the same pleasures of longing all over again. But if you actually bought it, you would take it home, put it on a shelf and that would be that...umm I wonder if my current saga is just as simple as that!