How have you been the last few weeks of the NewYear’s? I have something to offer, my Personal Newsletter- a monthly column say that would only seem like a one-off chat with you. Hence I swear not to waste your time for being my subscriber. So let me make it as interesting a read, in my best ability. Cheers!
The past January heavily reminded me of goals, resolutions, missions… Hobbies. I deem my hobbies as an integral part of my inner life. And having no inner life must seem like eating dust.
I am alway knocked over by people with intricate hobbies. Well! when they are fictional characters from Television or Films, they knock me over and if they be real-life people with hobbies then they intimidate me (in a good way).
And I feel the cheerleading every time I see a character on Television with a passion they burn for.
Captain Raymond Holt from the series Brooklyn Nine-Nine, engages us as a self-contained leader of the precinct who is as well a very civilised specimen. But something more interesting or even attractive about him will be his captivity of Poetry.
Tammy from the series Mom has thing for building things. She may seem a lil ditzy by the character portrayed yet her gal pals in the show rely on her for getting things built.
Well you must have a hobby too! They give us the heart’s content which is insatiable by literally anything else findable. Imagine this: it only accounts for what you really love as well as only your own single person loves. Now there’s a solitary moral purpose to your being.
Sometimes a hobby happens to us naturally. Like a goody in surprise. It happened to me, this year. My latest hobby is listening to plays from LA Theatre Works archived in the American Consulate library. It gives me such bliss and pride to own this hobby on me. And this rich history and language, American, laying on me, means so much to me.
You should too find your soulful hobby.
Give your rock to 2020
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