I went to lunch today and something changed, in my head at least. It wasn't a brilliant as a light coming on, wouldn't that be hysterical, but something as sudden nevertheless. I've always had an interest in far too many things for me to handle. It's something akin to OCD, "Wow, I really like that," or "Nice - let's go do this." My dad has always mentioned the Jack of Many Trades but Master of None paradigm to me many times. I've felt like the Jack of Clubs and it hasn't really been the best thing out there for me. In actuality, it's fucked up a lot of things for me. I talk about it like it's some entity with it's own thoughts and ideas. I can't really say that's the case but I'm starting to see what it's like and I'm not liking it.
So with the above being commited to paper, that's what happened today. Now what? Now, I remove myself from the schedule of having these things in my life. So I've really narrowed it down to a couple of things:
1) Family
2) Writing
3) Music
Technically, that's not a couple but I've always though of "a couple" as a handful, which seems to be the prevaling attitude in the south - I do know better.
As for the rest, I'm not even going to try to keep up with them like I have. My mind is like a mansion with many rooms and it's got too much clutter in it. Far too many rooms I don't visit that often or not at all but I still have to do the upkeep on the whole things. Seems better to have a smaller place than a rather large one.
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