Someone asked me recently what I did for fun….what my hobbies were. Honestly, I cringe sometimes when I get asked that because I  really don’t know how to answer that. I’m into and have been into so much stuff, and also half-assed hobbies, I don’t know what to say.

In my almost half a century on this earth, I’ve been or tried so many things…most if not all works in progress or deemed failures. Some you just kind of grow out of naturally. For example,  skateboarding…been there done that, something I still watch and enjoy, but actually skating? Yeah, right…

Maybe the abuse I endured has something to do with it. Maybe my mental issues have something to do with it. It could just be me looking for an outlet, ANY outlet. But, the fact that I don’t stick to anything does bother me. Not to sound like I  think I’m great, because I don’t think so, but I’ve old been told that I’m so smart, clever, and talented. Good at whatever I put my mind to….pfffffft.

So what do I do? What do I say? Currently I guess writing is my main “hobby”. I have so much stuff bouncing around in this head of mine. I still want to do my percussion/drumming. Maybe just pick something,  ANYTHING,  and just stick with it. I just feel overwhelmed by life, by everything sometimes. Spinning in circles.

Anyway, I’m just rambling….I should go find something to do to keep me busy….like a hobby or something…