I've been collecting models for longer than I can remember now, I very rarely play them anymore but I still like to collect.
Anyway, I was sat in the bedroom with my partner a few days back & we started to talk about all the boxes of stuff I've got under our bed, her brothers bed & in the wardrobe. It finally dawned on me that I'll never get round to painting all of them or ever having enough room to put them on show.
This realisation was a seriously sad moment for me. I kind of felt that I'd finally lost the last link to my childhood.
I always wanted to make my own chapter of Marines, I've got enough for two companies of them. I've got over half a company painted of Blood Angels plus numerious squads from other chapters in my army. But I always thought I'd have them all painted and on display... it never occured to me that this would never happen. It was always something that would happen, like the sun rising every morning.
This really made feel depressed, I felt like I was letting go of a small part of me.
I'm probably going to end up getting rid of most of them. It was something I was going to pass onto my kids, when I finally have them.
Never mind, I suppose I'll just have to get used to it...
Still, kind of sad....
