I have always thought of obsession as something bad. I think you even see it as a beautiful thing. And i want to hear more. Ok, that speaks to something you've alluded to a couple of times, and something you made me rethink in this book. It's not as if the easy thing would be to say that i, you know, i grew up with an example of obsessiveness,. actually, i didn't. Neither of my parents could even plausibly be described as even coming close to that standard. My brotheris the least obsessive, although, i mean, he sort of, no, he's not obsessive. He, we were dabblers, my hole by.