About a year ago, I had to give up my ping pong table. My dad desperately needed it for his old place. Ping pong was what I did to kill time and practice my reaction skills. It was a fun hobby. When I lost it, I felt that something was missing. Today, my dad decided to get another ping pong table. This time, it was new and shiny. It was sturdy and I never had to worry about it wobbling or breaking. I was extremely happy. I could play my favorite hobby again. I think that sometimes, the thing you love will always come back to you.