Yeah it's pointless to be passionate about anything based on necessity. Passion should be reserved for things that you love; things that are actually worthy of passion, such as family/significant other or hobbies.
i'm not talking about people like that. i'm talking about people who walk around like zombies all the time.
yeah I know what you mean now. i feel bad for people like that but then think it may be nice to not care about things as much.
my life and future with my fiance is probably number one... which means everything that helps that bloom has become more important too. I also have things that kind of follow me through my life... drawing/art, reading (usually online nowadays), thinking of better ways to live/for the world to work... thinking about how our minds work and how ppl interact with one another.... which leads to spirituality, or my lackthereof sometimes... i do a lot of thinking.
music, jammin'. herb (though that's more compulsive, but i do love it). philosophy, religious ideas, books. fuckin a. i like this. i was thinking about this recently, and now i see i have lots more passions in life than i thought. thanks so much! *hug*
Blasts from the Past currently playing all Phoenix-like... Any idiot can cause an incident. Takes a bit to foresee the combos - one of the few times it pays to Think as an idiot doesn't. The blast is Knowing your Work helped 'neutralized' the incident... Translation? Work.
Psychology is my passion. I wish that scholarship commitees could see the fire I have for that damn major so that maybe someone would pay for my school, lol.
Mine is love, or used to be anyway as I don't have much love in my life anymore. Travelling too.. and experiencing new things.
Life. I live to.. live. I wake up every day knowing that today, no matter what, something completely new is going to happen to me, and i can add that to the list of expierences. And, on a different note... there's this kid. and when he's not around, i feel sick and scared, as strange as that probably sounds. i can't do anything right. and hes the only one that makes me smile. sadly enough, he makes or breaks my day. and i dont know why. i guess maybe that's more of obsession/dependence than passion though. and i hate being dependent. and i hate knowing that it's really hopeless now...