People have hobbies. So many of them. Some sing, some dance, and more often than not, they’re good at it. They like what they do. It’s their “Thing”. Brilliantly portrayed in the recent run of ‘Step Up’ movies, is the same old concept of “living by habit”.
Some people think that the reason they do it is purely related to the fun that they tend to derive out of it. I can assert to an extent that there may be a deeper reason behind it. To live as a cogwheel, to live as something or somebody who’s programmed to run in the ‘grand’ scheme of things, although practical in appearance, is very, very sad. People need something to live for. Something to live with. I’m no different. The things i do, the things i wonder about, the things that don’t let me sleep at night, they’re everything that i live for. They’re everything that i live with. I need them to survive.
That could probably be the reason I’m never satisfied. If i intended to be satisfied, i would probably be a monk in one of the Himalayan peaks, trying to seek god. But i’m not. I’m not even seeking answers. I’m just seeking targets, and trying to eliminate reasons not to run behind them. That’s what i need to do, to live.
That’s my “something” to live with.