The first half of February whizzed by completely because of a hobby I reconnected and fell in love with again. Ever since I received my first Barnes & Noble leather-bound book in the mail, I felt the same throb of passion for rebuilding and collecting rare and beautiful books. It's like meeting with an old but tender flame over the summer. I completely lose my grip once I become so engrossed with something, be it an object or a new hobby. I remember spending hours—days even—on goldfish and fish care when we first set up an aquarium at home. 🐠 I guess I took it from my dad, who's just as passionate about his interests and hobbies. His are along the lines of high-powered motorcycles, drones, and expensive DSLR cameras. It's nice to see . . .