… don’t do anything. Okay, okay, not really. A co-worker asked me this today and I realized that I had to think about this. I’ve just been so caught up in work, I lost my sense of personality — briefly.
I really don’t have any interesting hobbies though. On my Friday and Saturday nights, I was with my friends. Now, I don’t have that network of friends, and I don’t feel all too comfortable making new ones where I am. I don’t know, because it just seems more complex than it is.
Right now, I live in a suburb of Leesburg, there isn’t anything to do or anyone to see for like 10 miles. And at that, I’m not looking forward to maze in DC.
In this moment of deep thought, I occasionally apply some thoughts from work to help me make a decision. Sure, it’s risky to meet new friends, but what about the risk of not meeting new friends? Yeah, I know, I get a little nutty sometimes.
So this weekend’s goal is to find a hobby. Srsly.
