Do I Have A Crazy Obsession?

Coming home from France my first job was to reorganize my things because before I left I cleaned out my room so, my little brother could move into it. I had put all my things into boxes and now that I was back, it was time to sort through them. As I was, I stumbled upon a plethora of books. I looked at all these books spread out on the floor and I caught onto a theme…they were all, somehow, related to Paris, French, or France! And that’s when I realized that I might have a little obsession.