"Collecting Star Wars toys did make me happy… but in small bursts. I compared it to heroin in the essay you mentioned, but that’s what it was like for me—that rush of finding a rare figure, or completing a certain part of your collection—that rush was totally real.

That said, I am overall happier now that I’ve stopped trying to collect toys, and instead purchase random ones that strike my fancy. I don’t have the stress of the hunt, or the constant disappointment when you don’t find a certain something. And while it sounds hokey, there’s a lot to be said about spending your money on good food and good times—as I’ve gotten older I have found these things bring me a lot more pleasure than a toy I may end up sticking directly in storage."