But you've started from the middle, not the begining. If the question is, "What do you love," you can't start with the What--it won't be satisfying. First you need to find out what you mean by love, and go from there. Hobbies keep you busy, and busy is good, but a hobby isn't exactly a thing you love, and I don't think that's what she meant. -Mike
I choose a hobby because I love doing a thing, or because I love the subject of the thing...but I see your point. It's a difficult question to answer, as is the nature of my damage.
My capacity for love has been severely diminished over the past few years, and I'm taxed to remember the last time I simply had fun without the hum of "meh" in the background.It's a product of my crazy.
I thoroughly enjoy escaping myself, be it thru film, writing or role play. I also thoroughly enjoy crafting things. My skulls, writing and drawing fall into this group... which I don't think I'm articulating well.
Definitely see your point, and I realize love is about the most impossible thing ever to think about. But a good thing to keep in mind, anyway. From what I see, you love most thoroughly and completely (and consequently seem happiest) when you're around todlers and babies. I love to see it.
About your hobbies, it is wonderful to see you ejoying something. Pets, skulls, drawing, writing...probably because they're engaging and distracting, and I totally support getting as many hobbies as you can. I know exactly what you mean about escaping yourself, because it's what I do too when I'm having a bad day. Your bad days are exponentially worse, so hobbies are an excellent idea. I'll be thinking about other things you'll enjoy... -Mike
I remember we were at a KFC, we were in a booth... I was sitting next to you and we were facing the kitchen, Pig was across from us. It was one of the last times we ever hung out outside of the school...You were wearing red. I was very tired from lack of sleep, I even remember I got mashed potato and mac&cheese as my sides, but I don't remember what I was trying to draw.
I also remember that I didn't think it was funny at all that my intent was so far off from the results until Pig said "Krunk" like that. (I'd like to think I'm less uptight now)
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My capacity for love has been severely diminished over the past few years, and I'm taxed to remember the last time I simply had fun without the hum of "meh" in the background.It's a product of my crazy.
I thoroughly enjoy escaping myself, be it thru film, writing or role play. I also thoroughly enjoy crafting things. My skulls, writing and drawing fall into this group... which I don't think I'm articulating well.
That's about as close as I can get.
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About your hobbies, it is wonderful to see you ejoying something. Pets, skulls, drawing, writing...probably because they're engaging and distracting, and I totally support getting as many hobbies as you can. I know exactly what you mean about escaping yourself, because it's what I do too when I'm having a bad day. Your bad days are exponentially worse, so hobbies are an excellent idea. I'll be thinking about other things you'll enjoy...
-Mike
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I remember we were at a KFC, we were in a booth... I was sitting next to you and we were facing the kitchen, Pig was across from us. It was one of the last times we ever hung out outside of the school...You were wearing red. I was very tired from lack of sleep, I even remember I got mashed potato and mac&cheese as my sides, but I don't remember what I was trying to draw.
I also remember that I didn't think it was funny at all that my intent was so far off from the results until Pig said "Krunk" like that. (I'd like to think I'm less uptight now)
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Besides, I'd draw Ann with glasses.
Perhaps I was just doodling random faces?
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