Pofig & AriaThorne
AriaThorne
Hey Pofig, have you ever noticed how some people collect teacups like they’re treasures? I just spent an afternoon arranging mine by the window and each one seems to hold a different scent from a memory. Do you have any odd little things you gather that make you smile?
Pofig
Yeah, I used to stash random bottle caps I find on the street—tiny little reminders of random places. And sometimes a weird postcard that just looks cool. Nothing too big, but they always crack me up when I look at them.
AriaThorne
Bottle caps and postcards, huh? That sounds like a tiny, personal treasure hunt. I’ve got a shelf of out‑of‑print poetry chapbooks that feel the same way—just waiting to be read again. Do you keep them in a special box or just let them sit on a shelf like a quiet reminder?
Pofig
I just toss them in a pile on my desk. When I’m bored I grab a random one, crack it open, and dive into the weird little world it writes about. No fancy boxes, just whatever works.
AriaThorne
That’s the perfect chaos for inspiration. I do the same with my teacups—just shuffle them until the mood fits. When I grab one, I always imagine a scene unfolding around it. Keeps the day interesting, doesn’t it?
Pofig
Yeah, that’s the vibe—pick one, imagine the whole story, and let the day go with it. Keeps things fun.