I always think about how those tiny plastic bits can end up on a beach, but I’ve never really blamed my console collection for it. If I could just give them a proper second life in a museum, maybe that would help. In the meantime, I’m careful about how I store them—no careless throwing away. It’s a small way to keep history intact and the coast clean.

A little vial of sea sounds perfect—makes the whole exhibit feel like a time capsule that’s literally drifting through history. I’ll make sure it’s in a sealed, dust‑free case so the old plastic and the ocean vibe stay together in perfect harmony.