there's a part of me that sees people hardening into a set of ways/beliefs/activities/etc. and feels sad that they've resigned themselves to be people who are so much defined by one particular schema. but then sometimes i wonder- maybe that's just an example of someone finding "their passion" or whatever. maybe it's just that they've found something that they really get something out of. and certainly they usually have other small interests. they just tend to have one that overrides all others. so i don't really know what to think about that. i still can't help but feel that they've sacrificed other parts of themselves to always be this one thing. i guess that's kind of like marriage too. you forgo other possibilities for the one. and those other possibilities just atrophy inside yourself, until one day, an old flame is back in town, and he reignites a passion inside of you that you forgot you had, and thusly a plot for a shitty romance novel is born.

but seriously, i wonder to myself if i could ever attach to something like that. right now, it's obvious that i'm too scattered. my interests too diverse and competing. but as terrible as that is in some respects, i also really like that about myself. it's why it's hard for me to get bored. why i enjoy so many things. how i can relate to other people's strange and varied interests. would i still be that way if one interest/desire within myself dominated? i guess the one thing would just become larger, while the other things would shrink proportionately, not necessarily disappear altogether. and i guess if it was important enough, that would be fine with me, because the one thing would matter more to me. so i guess this is what happens, or would for me anyway. i do really think that sometimes people let these other things die because they become too attached to the one thing. i guess that's always the danger though, becoming too attached.