I know I’ve written about this before, but I’m fascinated (FASCINATED) by people and their passions. What makes people tick, what revs their engines, what gets them out of bed in the morning.
Of course I’m drawn to those people who share one or more of my passions, but passionate people in general are just fun to be around.
I’m also fascinated (FASCINATED) by people who have been passionate about their passion since they were wee tots, like they were just BORN to love that certain something.
And then it makes me want to study my own kiddos to see what lights their fire as a kind of sneak peek into what they might do with their lives someday.
I’m also fascinated (FASCINATED) by which passions from childhood don’t make the adulthood cut. Why is that? How can you love something so much for so long and then… fizzle ba-dizzle?
Things I Was Passionate About As a Child that No Longer Interest Me:
—Baseball. (I used to listen to every single Cincinnati Reds game on the radio (THE RADIO) and keep track of hits, runs, and errors. I even recorded Pete Rose’s Hit #4192 on a cassette tape. (I was 9.) My favorite thing in the universe was to go to Reds’ games at Riverfront Stadium. I had posters of Eric Davis and Barry Larkin and Chris Sabo in my bedroom. Now? Baseball? Meh.
—Collecting/hoarding things. (Oh my word.)
—Kittens. (tee hee)
Things I Was Passionate About as a Child (and I’m Still Passionate About):
I could write about this forever, but self-imposed 300-word limit.
I’d love to know: What were you passionate about as a kiddo, and does it still make your heart race, or did you give it up/lose interest? (THIS IS SO FASCINATING!!)