I’ve got a problem.
There are entirely too many things I want to get done but, of course, there’s only so much time to do them.
This sometimes causes me to bail on things before they’re done. I justify it by saying I’ll come back to it but I usually don’t. Guess that’s perpetual half-assery. Looking back at the hobbies I’ve picked up over the years, it’s definitely obvious I like to try new things. These seem to be on a random rotation of sorts.
Sometimes I’ll really feel like breaking out a deck of cards or a set of spongeballs or something and doing some sleight of hand, reliving the days I did walkaround magic for people because I was bored and they were excited by it. Then, after a while, I’ll sit down with my musical gear and play something I haven’t played in a while. Currently, I’m back to making chainmail after an exceptionally long hiatus.
I suppose it all comes down to whether or not there’s a larger purpose. With music and magic, it was mostly interesting when I was able to perform. I can still do both of those things (and pretty well, I might add) but it’s just not as fun sitting alone, running drills and practicing routines. There needs to be something larger. I’ve decided my musical performance days are done just because it’s not worth the trouble to do the sort of thing I want to do anymore. Magic…maybe. The reactions were fun but the routines themselves just got old and I lost interest
It was the same thing with the metalworking. The interest came back because there’s something to do now. I’ve got specific projects and so it’s become fun again.
The things that never seem to go change are cooking and physical training. Those two always stay right at the forefront. They go together, so it’s not entirely surprising. I’m very passionate about the kitchen just as I am my workouts.
I’m not really sure what the point of all of this was, just a moment of introspection, I suppose.