I started reading regularly in Star Trek literature following the DS9 relaunch, and I stayed up to speed with it until sometime in 2005, when I lost interest. That was a rough year for me: I’d graduated from junior college and had no idea what to do next, so I started working in factories while at the same time struggling with anger and depression that would only depart when I told religion to go hang itself. Anyway, I eventually got on the track to finish my university education, but when I moved off, my parents put most of my books into storage. This year I returned to Trek literature and wanted to find my old books — in part because a few of them were unread — and dove into a storage area tonight. I had to take just about everything out, but I finally found my books inside a small storage bin I’d never seen before.