I too, am 22, and had no non-fictional piping influences in my life to give me the idea of piping in the first place. Yet, at 18, for seemingly no point other than a whim, I bought a used old Dr. Grabow Riviera with a cracked shank that I kept tight with a rubber band. It also came complete with a stinger that couldn’t be removed, so, fully cleaning it was nearly impossible. Even then, though, I enjoyed it, and I continued to puff a bowl of Prince Albert out of it every 3 months or so, and in the following years, I moved on to better things. Now, I’ve a pipe for every day of the week, I pipe almost every day, and I have a small cellar of somewhere around 10 pounds. It’s most probably my favorite hobby. I’ve no real plans for it or anything, I don’t really have PAD, I might pick up a few meers down the road, or maybe a briar again if I need to replace one. As far as TAD/cellaring goes, I only ever plan to have as much for myself as I need to smoke a bowl or two for the rest of my days. I can’t really get down with the “He who dies with the most toys wins” mentality.