Different interest come and go. Some stayed and some didn't. But there has always been one...the memories of staring at a turning bicycle wheel remains vivid . Fascination stemming from ignorance of how things work glues the eyes to the revolving wheel. Still transfixed 30 odd years later.....now I think I know. Do I?
There's only one way to arrive closer to knowing if I really do know... Keep riding. Keep building.