I sit at home, tired from building a book case.

After filling it nearly to capacity in it's new location, I feel satisfaction in a job well done.

The spare bedroom with no bed is one step closer to being usable, though it is mired in boxes and other unused but still wanted possessions.

While out buying said book case, I saw many Jedi, Decepticons, and other heroes and villains.

I wanted very much to buy them all, bring them into the kingdom.

They stayed on their pegs and shelves, in the hopes some other would liberate them from their retail prison.

For some reason, I feel sad I came home with only with necessities.

Not sad enough to rectify the feeling.

Is this a sign?

Am I outgrowing my hobby or have I merely grown apathetic to what's available?

I hear Lord Zarak's words echo in my ear, "We shall see."

Yes, my Nebulon friend, we will.  We will see.