An arenophile is one who collects sand samples, the interest of the hobby lying in the variety of texture, colour, mineralogy and location.
This hobby may include sand deposited on coastlines throughout the world. Some collectors may trade sands with fellow arenophiles.
Some collectors have included sand from rivers and mineral deposits if they meet the criteria according to diameter and physical properties, ensuring that the samples have met proper sand definition. (See Definition of Sand from the International Sand Collectors Society).
Only three places on earth have green sand; recently a supply has been found in Brazil. Papakolea Beach (also known as Green Sand Beach, Mahana Beach and, erroneously, Puʻu Mahana) is a green sand beach located at South Point, in the Kaʻu district of the island of Hawaiʻi. One of only two green sand beaches in the world, the other being in Guam,[1] the beach gets distinctive coloring from olivine crystals found in a nearby cinder cone. The rarest sands, from a collector's perspective, are found at Pitcairn's Island and Easter Island. Some sands, such as rare black and green sands in Hawaii, may not be collected due to their scarcity. The International Sand Collectors Society advises collectors become aware of any legal restrictions or permissions that may be required to collect sand from any public or and private location. The International Sand Collectors Society fosters contact for tips and sample swapping among collectors worldwide.
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Worry
Worry
Worry
From the morning until the night
Anticipation, on my nails I bite
Another problem to resolve
Another problem to evolve
Everyday it's something new
In everyway it gets to you
I tell myself it will be OK
I can't wait another day
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Sweaty palms and twitching brow
To make it stop, I don't know how
There's no end to feel this way
Another worry, another day
My nerves are shattered like broken glass
My mind is scattered, I just can't last
Feeling tension, my head it aches
All my attention, for goodness sake
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All day long
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Sky is falling on my head
It won't stop until I'm dead
Teeth are gritted and locked in stress
On a Bible, I must confess