[listening to] push - matchbox 20
Skimming through the blogs of some people, I realized that this blog is pathetically inane. I have no talent in elevating the mundane.^^;
Which is perhaps why I like it, and keep blogging my mostly superficial ranting and raving. Call it a breather. Besides, the world doesn't need more of my stupid angst. But they could afford to laugh/sneer contemptuously at my constant fangirling.:P
To cap off today: I'm not going to shift. It makes me a little sad to think that I chose the beaten path, and didn't trod off to make my own. I don't think I'll ever LOVE what I'm doing right now. I can learn to like it, in time, I guess. And the way I see it, it doesn't have to be an either-or thing. Some people get their happiness later in life. Maybe I'm one of them.
(I feel like a sheep, though. Y'know, goes "Baaah" and is herded around with the rest of the flock by a sheepdog.)
However, despite my twinge of sadness, there's really no regret. Others may think differently, but applying oneself to the study of the "physicality" of things, how they work, etc. isn't...well... contemptible. The thing is to still have that sense of wonder at beauty and art and other abstract concepts, while fully appreciating ordinary objects. One cannot be without the other, I think.
Just my $0.02.^_^