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08 September 2011 @ 04:40 pm
I find myself envying those with an all-consuming passion in their lives.  There are things I enjoy, but never anything that I just HAVE to do.  The closest I've come recently is writing, and even that comes and goes.  When it's here, it's like I'm going to just burst if I can't get it out onto paper or into my computer.  When it goes...  it's gone.  And once I get the initial flood of writing down, I keep finding myself distracted (either accidentally or on purpose) from actually writing beyond that.
I feel: blahblah
helmoshelmos on December 22nd, 2011 12:08 am (UTC)
I feel much the same way. There are subjects that, when I talk about them, others come away with the feeling that I've just told them about my life's work, but in fact, it's just something I've thought about. I too envy those who seem to have a driving force, blowing them them like a wind, down a definite life path