I Love Bubble Wrap
I have a spot on a bookshelf in my room where I save any bubble wrap. It is hidden behind a small wooden box and a mask like a secret treasure. I do value it greatly; it is made even more special by how seldom I am able to obtain it. When I'm having a stressful day, a good friend is over or something wonderful has happened that I feel calls for a celebration unlike any other, I break out the bubble wrap. There is something about the noise that is guaranteed to be there after a day of stresses, how it adds to any music when laid upon a dance floor, and it is surely a better alternative to those awful noisemakers typically found at parties.