Call Me Jill

Thursday, May 6, 1999

One of these days, I'd really like to figure out what I should do with my life. I'd like to find one thing that I can really get into. Beethoven had his music. Picasso had his art. Dickens had his writing, and Einstein had his physics. Even less famous individuals have their passions: Jev loves making computers work, and a good friend of mine loves animals, and is studying to be a veterinarian.

Me, I'm still searching for my true passion, my calling in life. I want to find it, so I can throw myself into it with reckless abandon. But twenty seven years into the game, I haven't figured it out yet.

I guess what I'm looking for is something I can lael myself with. Then, when people ask me "What do you do?" I can tell them, "Oh, I'm a _________." Everyone is something, right?

Hmm, maybe I should just change my name to Jill. As in Jill of All Trades. I just have so many interests, I don't think I will ever be able to settle down and focus on just one thing. Life's too short, and I want to try everything I can. Who knows... maybe one day I will try something and realize, "Hey, this is what I'm meant to do!" But even if I do find something new I really enjoy, just give me a couple months. It may become part of my repertoire, but I doubt it will keep me from trying more new things.

One thing is certain though, there's one thing (person, really) in my life that I doubt I'll ever give up. And pretty soon, he won't be so far out of reach!