Let's start with when I realized that I am collecting pebbles. I think I was 8. That afternoon I had just woken up from an afternoon fulls of pink dreams(pink did not resemble first love to me back then, it resembled childhood.).It was a dream about a ceremony, where very few people had come down, I was wailing dark clouds. Later I found out it was the earliest pebble I had collected.

Since then its been many of them...blue...light pink,dark red, black, pristine white, sunny yellow....some of them really little, some of them handy, some of them tried to ignore me hiding themselves beneath other people's pebbles. My bag seems decently full now. But greed...tch tch!! I cant stop myself from feeling different textures brushing my hands, whenever I pick up a pebble.

Here are a few...
Hope you guys get the feel,but I am not taking any responsibility..