why bother?
Ok, as promised, here we go:
As you all know, the warm weather is making a feeble comeback. Warm weather to me means more bird activity. For those of you who don't know, one of my primary interests and activities is birding, or bird watching as most people call it. So with this warm weather and flurry of activity, I have become excited; my feeder is more active, some birds are beginning to sing (no they don't sing all year), and of course there is always the possibility of early returning migrants.
It's only natural to want to get outside during these sort of days. A bird walk seems best to me, especially with no urgent work to complete. In looking for someone to accompany me, I've gotten the usual palette of responses, but one got me a bit more than the others. An unnamed individual, who lives here on campus and was apparently unaware of my hobby asked if I was feeling ok. "Why?", I asked. "Birds? What's with that?" came the response. "It is something that I do.". "Riiiiigggght...". So I guess that birding makes me a fucking nut job now. That strikes me as odd I guess, especially when compared to the things other people around here do. Again, without naming names, my friends have the following hobbies and daily uses of spare time:
online chatting
studying for at least 75% of their waking hours
studying for at least eight hours
nothing, at least that I am aware of
drinking in bars for at least one hour a day
more of the same
If any of the above seems like a description of yourself, it probably is. It is not meant to be a criticism, or lambasting rant. I'm just an observer telling it as I see it.
That being said, does birding now seem so odd? Birds are good friends, they sing to you, amuse you, make you feel better, provide you with a challenge in the form of identifying and finding them, they are always there for you. They also, to date have not said anything hurtful to me, with or without knowledge of doing so, in the last three years. One more point, they don't have nuclear capability, at least that anyone is aware of.
So the next time you are sitting around wondering why you are in college, what you are doing with your life, where it is headed, why you never feel at ease and are otherwise just unsatisfied with things, take a tip from someone who got caught up in all of those trivialities before: Why bother??
Life is to short to fret over this test or that assignment. If you have a release, use it. Life is far to short to fret over what you will be doing at thirty when you're twenty-something and have a clear path ahead of you. Well now, does anyone feel like going birding on this lovely day?
As you all know, the warm weather is making a feeble comeback. Warm weather to me means more bird activity. For those of you who don't know, one of my primary interests and activities is birding, or bird watching as most people call it. So with this warm weather and flurry of activity, I have become excited; my feeder is more active, some birds are beginning to sing (no they don't sing all year), and of course there is always the possibility of early returning migrants.
It's only natural to want to get outside during these sort of days. A bird walk seems best to me, especially with no urgent work to complete. In looking for someone to accompany me, I've gotten the usual palette of responses, but one got me a bit more than the others. An unnamed individual, who lives here on campus and was apparently unaware of my hobby asked if I was feeling ok. "Why?", I asked. "Birds? What's with that?" came the response. "It is something that I do.". "Riiiiigggght...". So I guess that birding makes me a fucking nut job now. That strikes me as odd I guess, especially when compared to the things other people around here do. Again, without naming names, my friends have the following hobbies and daily uses of spare time:
online chatting
studying for at least 75% of their waking hours
studying for at least eight hours
nothing, at least that I am aware of
drinking in bars for at least one hour a day
more of the same
If any of the above seems like a description of yourself, it probably is. It is not meant to be a criticism, or lambasting rant. I'm just an observer telling it as I see it.
That being said, does birding now seem so odd? Birds are good friends, they sing to you, amuse you, make you feel better, provide you with a challenge in the form of identifying and finding them, they are always there for you. They also, to date have not said anything hurtful to me, with or without knowledge of doing so, in the last three years. One more point, they don't have nuclear capability, at least that anyone is aware of.
So the next time you are sitting around wondering why you are in college, what you are doing with your life, where it is headed, why you never feel at ease and are otherwise just unsatisfied with things, take a tip from someone who got caught up in all of those trivialities before: Why bother??
Life is to short to fret over this test or that assignment. If you have a release, use it. Life is far to short to fret over what you will be doing at thirty when you're twenty-something and have a clear path ahead of you. Well now, does anyone feel like going birding on this lovely day?