There was something truly magical about this antique shop. I walked through the doors and couldn't believe my eyes. The first thing that caught my eye was a gramophone. It looked simple enough but what left me astounded was a display board next to it that said that the gramophone played songs that would take you to your past and would let you relive those memories again. Next, I saw an old vial with a label that claimed that it was filled to the brim with liquid confidence. My eyes travelled across all the shelves in the store; there were antique pendants that, when worn, would make everyone like you, there were balms that promised to heal even the deepest scars, and there were carpets that would take you to exotic destinations. I went to the shop keeper and when I asked him how much each of these items cost, He said, "The gramophone that lets you relive the past, costs a few moments of the present. The vial filled with liquid confidence costs one confrontation with something that you're scared of. The pendants that would make everyone like you costs one ounce of self acceptance and self love. The balms that would heal your scars come with a catch; every time you apply it, it will make you remember all the times you've hurt others and the carpets that take you to exotic destinations will also make you homesick. " The shopkeeper looked at me with a smile as realisation slowly sunk in. The gramophone and it's cost reminds us that for every grave of the past that we dig up, for every second that we spend yearning to relive the past, we miss precious moments of the present; moments that have the potential to change the future. The vial and its cost teaches us that confidence and facing your fears go hand in hand; with every fear we confront, our confidence grows. The pendants and their cost represent our foolish urge to make others like us, not realising that self love is the strongest love there is. We always strive to gain acceptance from others, when, sometimes, we don't even accept ourselves for who we are. The balms represent every human's tendency to fret over their scars, while conveniently forgetting all those times that they've hurt others. The carpets represent how home will always be the place where you truly belong, and the further you go away from it, no matter how beautiful the destination is, you'll always miss it. The antique store was magical; each antique piece that it housed, taught valuable life lessons; lessons that humanity seems to have forgotten and needs to remember.