The Watch Collector Who Stopped Collecting

I used to collect watches. Not because I needed them—but because I loved what each one did.

A dive watch for the ocean.

A chronograph for timing auto races.

A minimalist field watch for everyday life.

Each one told time, sure—but they also told stories. They had purpose, style, and a kind of quiet confidence on the wrist.

Then came the Apple Watch.

At first, I thought it would just be another gadget—something that couldn’t possibly replace the personality of a good mechanical timepiece. But then I started playing with faces and complications. Suddenly, my one watch could be many. My “dive watch” face showed tides and weather. My “racing” face became a fitness dashboard. My “classic” face carried reminders, health stats, and my next appointment—without losing its charm.

And here’s where it got magical:

It changes itself.

My watch face shifts automatically with location, time of day, or activity. When I head out for a walk, it becomes a fitness tracker. When I sit down for work, it becomes a productivity tool. When I wind down, it turns into a minimalist display for peace of mind.

I didn’t stop collecting watches because I stopped caring about them. I stopped because Apple made one that does everything—and does it beautifully.

That’s not just tech. That’s modern magic.

— Michael Coury Tech ⌚️✨