Is it wrong to love an inanimate object? I don't mean like it, prefer it, favor it over another, think it's cool--I mean love it.
You probably share with me the same feeling - for your Moleskine--or other notebook. You know how you go into a bookstore, stationery store or card shop and before you can exit, you have to touch the notebooks, planners and notepads? Look for a new edition of Moleskine? A new color?
There is a Moleskine store in Manhattan! I imagine they must employ a bouncer to eject lovesick admirers at closing time.