Reverently opening the pack like that might magically make the card you want appear. Slotting everything into a binder. Slowly flipping through the collection. I don't do Pokemon stuff anymore because that was something I did with my late grandfather. The memories, though. Wow. Can still hear the crinkling of the pack. The texture of the cards. The luxury gloss (to a 9-year-old) on the holos. Mmmhmmm. 10/10 trip down Memory Lane.