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The one toy I wanted more than anything as a kid was the Jurassic Park Compound.
I see them on Ebay going for $100-200, but that's just for the building itself. It'd be pretty pointless to have a big fence with no dinosaurs in it, so I'd have to buy some dinos too. And I need action figures to sit in the watchtower and watch over the dinosaurs, you gotta have that.
And then the realities of adulthood set in: I wouldn't enjoy this toy as much as I would have when I was a kid. Kid me would probably spend hours with this thing crafting big elaborate stories about wrangling dinosaurs and stuff like that. Nearly-40 me would set up the toys, make sure everyone's in cool poses, and then it would probably sit on a shelf. I'm not really sure it's worth it.
So while I'm sad I never got the toy as a kid, I think going back and buying it nowadays would be kind of an expensive hollow victory.
My Grant figure lost his glued on hat and he always had an ugly boxy cone bead underneath πAll I wanted was a new hat.
I gave in, and made that shelf, and I was pleasantly surprised how much joy it brings me. Each time I glance over, a get a little dopamine hit. It feels right that I kept a promise I made to myself when I was little.
Edit: I don't touch the shelf much, but I know that I could, and that makes me happy.