I have plenty of things that I enjoy doing, but I’m not passionate about any of them. I don’t have any grand aspirations in doing these things, nor do I derive any deep satisfaction from them. They are enjoyable, but only at a surface level. It’s mostly just for killing time.If I had to quit all my hobbies tomorrow and find new ones, I’d be just fine.I would care about this, except that it has made my life extremely boring. I want to want things, to get deeply invested in something, but nothing grips me. I’ve tried many things over the years, but I’ve never had any enduring passion for anything.
>>24944386Against Nature
For me it was always the opposite where I don't have many thinks I enjoy or that interest me, but always one main hobby that I push to the excess.In my youth I went to kung fu classes and pushing that to its logical conclusion would envision myself as a dojo teacher.In early adulthood I studied computer science in some random college and wanted to be the next genius at google that develops language xy.Until health issues prevented me, I loved running and wanted to get a great time, perhaps podium in some local event.Right now I'm not merely a catholic but I want to exceed my fellow parishoners in devotion and piety or even become a monk.Idk, perhaps that's more along a personality axis of natural competitiveness.Being mildly interested yet ultimately not caring seems more ... sustainable.I guess read sth spiritual. Tao Te Ching, Ecclesiastes, whatever.Or take your pick at the usual philosophy books recommended on this board, Camus may fit well.
