So the bicycle obsession reminds me greatly about how I approached keyboards and everything that I’ve thrown myself into in the years past. There’s something immense about my obsessions, and I dive so deep into a subject matter.
Sometimes it feels like when I stare at my skin, and if I look hard enough, it feels like I can see the pores of my skin and its fine lines. It feels crazy because it feels like I’m the only one who can see these things.
I actually felt like writing a poem or just waxing lyrical about things, but I wasn’t sure where I wanted to post something like that anymore. One of the things I’ve found out about myself is how spread I am at times. I am quite all over the place.
I dive deep, and I also dive in many pools. It feels like that though, when you’re in a pool. The moment you’ve gotten warm or cool enough in the water; it feels floaty, and it feels like everything is just nice. You can hang there and dip your head under the water and back up.
Mentally I feel that way for all the hobbies I have. I know I’m only one person, and I only have 24 hours in a day. But I do like being able to just soak there, and to take it all in. It doesn’t make sense, but I feel energised even though I might be physically extremely tired.
When I travel, I carry a ridiculous amount with me. Clarice has seen me do this over the years, and hasn’t really gotten better. Maybe now with Allison around, I’ll be forced to think differently about it. I basically carry about 3-4 books with me, 2 sketchbooks, 2-3 different styles of clothing based on the styles I’ve been into or observing, and maybe 2 gaming devices. At the end of the day, I don’t even use half of the things I bring, and I buy back even more. It’s crazy.
I am working on it though. Today, I’m working outside, I’ve got my iPad, foldable keyboard, one planner, one five year diary, one sketch book, my pencil case and paints, and that’s all. I do have two listening pieces though, one cheap IEM and one noise cancelling earbuds. I also have my iPod touch. So that’s a little excessive, but this is a huge trim from what I would normally carry.
Maybe I should think harder about obsessions, and see what kind of research comes up from that. It would be a worthwhile topic for me to really understand myself.