This is not about mind games but instead about putting away, and leaving behind the games of childhood. Looking back to childhood, one often sees only reflections of the jealousy and frustrations of youth. However, this does not stop many if not most people from trying to relive their childhoods or try to regain the creative magic that they lost when they grew up by holding onto things from their past. I find that for me life has lost none of the magic that we grow out of when we become adults even though I got rid of all of the mementos from my childhood. Those items kept as pneumonic devices of the past that we have lived through and know so well also keep us from remembering our current needs, such as to enjoy being with other people. It is really only through others that we gain new perspectives and this reawakens our own inner creativity. That same creativity energy that people often crave just to remember is what often brings people to begin collecting things that they do not need. In the end, life is not about how many or even the quality of the things accumulated in ones life, but about the emotional impact and the bonds enjoyed between people that matters most.