Maybe I'm inspired too easily and in too many directions but, damn, is it starting to become more and more obvious to me that my hobbies and interests are growing beyond the number of waking hours in my day.
Most of those waking hours are spent at work and I am now feeling like a true working stiff. The remaining hours of my day are spent either pursuing my interests at the detriment of my day-to-day obligations (consisting of general "grown-up" things) or vice versa. I had hoped by now that maybe I'd be so invested in one particular area (like my job) that I'd be happy following just one pursuit. That is certainly not the case. In fact, it's getting worse with age.
I recently have spent money on such varied items as a Canon 20D digital camera and accessories, automotive upgrades (far too many to list), books on business, books one might classify as "literature", comic book TPB's, books on IT certifications, DVD box sets of TV shows from years gone by and a movie or two. That list is nothing compared to the eclectic wish list I've compiled on Amazon in the last month or two and if you factor in all of the things I've researched online and haven't actually spent any money to acquire (yet), it's amazing I even show up for work at all.
On one hand, the information age is an amazing age for humanity as it presents opportunities for intellectual and artistic growth unparalleled in any previous age. On the other hand, I feel like my little boat of a brain is sinking in an inexhorable flow of information.
A piece of me loves the challenge of keeping abreast of as many things as possible. Another piece wishes he never heard of the Internet, ignorance is bliss and all that.
Posted by languorous at June 15, 2005 03:23 PM