Starving lathe fight, why stores hot internet .'.

erk, I ate too much zinc today and my belly hurts :(

It's strange, as I slowly age (not 'grow up') and watch people following their paths, I feel the longing for some direction blossom. So far I've felt it to be okay to not have "one true passion" but (especially in America) it seems important to have some semblance of a direction.

Thus far, focus has been on different things: movement, freedom, growth, pseudophilosophy - but now that I'm actually staying still, that "dream job" desire is growing.

But what would I do? Narrowing my interests down to a single vocation is tricky - I can think of many things I enjoy, many things I'm good at - or at least capable of - but no one item that I can imagine devoting my time and life to.

Music is certainly up there - but that's not an option until I'm equipped with the hardware again - animation? graphic design? ditto. I'm certainly feeling the urge to dance, as it's something I've always enjoyed and being totally immersed in the belly dancing world is fuelling that fire. (Hmm.. fluid word with fire word...)

I must say, it feels a bit rash to rush the dream. Seems it would be too easy to fall into the spiritual equivalent to "domestic blindness"; looking everywhere for something when it's right under your nose.

The people that seem happiest didn't seem to necessarily pick the things they could already do - Pyroptix, for example is IMHO the most amazing fire dancer on the planet - his passion and intelligence made him so, his devotion and love for his art. These qualities existed before the skills that now set him apart.

Rachel too, on advice from her father "just picked something and gave everything to it." (terrible paraphrase there, old boy - should get rid of the quote marks)

However, "just picking something" is, at the moment a luxury - as in order to earn money at something, you must at least have some skill at it. In order to become good at it you must have time, or the money to make time.

Excuses, excuses - there's always a way, just have to be dog-headed about it.
I'd love to say "too many skills, not enough formal pieces of paper" but again that would be an excuse.

Toby has an interesting link on his blog about coca-cola, there's going to be an exhibit of works attempting to reproduce the nazi coke adverts.. bit of fun.

off now, food time