Just thinking out loud here.

I sometimes pick up little obsessions, things I can’t stop thinking about. It could be an upcoming movie, or a certain type of food (let’s call that one a craving), a place to go, whatever.

These interests don’t usually last. I guess some do – blogging was one. I started writing my thoughts nearly eight years ago, on May 18th 2004. (there’s the 18th again, ha). Who knew I would still be blabbing now?

Some other things I have picked up and put back down over the many years: cycling. soccer. harmonica. guitar (back in high school). photography.

When my world turned upside down a year ago, I sorta revisited some of these things. My guitar amplifier that I received as a gift in 9th or 10th grade is broken, but I have it in a closet (my wife was ready to throw it out but I figured it could be fixed, it’s just some cut wires. Ask my son how that happened). (Or don’t). Anyway, my guitars – one of which I have had since I was 12, are in another closet.

I bought a harmonica on sale from amazon one day because I was buying something else and needed some extra to meet the ‘free shipping’ rule. Never mind the pile of harmonicas I left behind when I moved out.

Last summer I bought a DSLR, with the idea of taking a photography class. The last and only photography class I have taken was back when we had a film camera and I learned how to work in a darkroom and enlarge black and white photos. Something that is gone now (the darkrooms, that is). So I have this camera and it is sitting in a closet because now I realize just how precarious my financial situation is – I could not afford a class, and really can’t afford to have the camera, so now I wonder if I should try and sell it or if I’m Really Serious about wanting to take decent pictures.

Here’s one I shot with my phone the other day:

So why am I rambling?  As ever, just trying to think things through.  This post wsa inspired because I heard that we are getting a Guitar Center here in town. Not that we don’t already have excellent music stores.

I wonder sometimes if I focused, really focused, on a hobby or something, I would have less time to sit on my butt and watch TV, which is how I fill in my free time right now.

Hmm.