This evening I find myself growing a little tired of my Dreamland Football League. Oh, I'm not quitting (I don't think), but I am wondering if I am even going to make it to my first Super Bowl, and I haven't even reached the inter-conference games yet. I thought I found a lifetime passion, but I've been here a thousand times. These passing passions come and go. It is often a profound disappointment to see them go.
I wish I could be content with just my reading and writing. These are eternal, and you might think that these should be enough. The problem is that I seem to need a ... lighter diversion, some kind of toy to play with. With my DFL in hand, I did not think that I would ever have to look again for something to play with. This time it was marriage - till death do we part. But probably not.
Should I try adult coloring books?
I wish I could be content with just my reading and writing. These are eternal, and you might think that these should be enough. The problem is that I seem to need a ... lighter diversion, some kind of toy to play with. With my DFL in hand, I did not think that I would ever have to look again for something to play with. This time it was marriage - till death do we part. But probably not.
Should I try adult coloring books?