One of my goals is to have a library in my house. I’ve accepted the fact that it will probably be a modest sized office/library space most likely the size of an average suburban bedroom. That’s okay. As long as I have a room that I can dedicate to my love of reading. I plan on improving my current inventory system, (not only am I slightly neurotic, but I’ve accidentally bought the same book twice before) and I want to have armchairs or couches in there, too. If I’m lucky there will even be a fireplace in the room. Here’s hoping.
The reason I bring this up is because even though I know I want to read a lot I still have trouble grasping the fact that I can’t master all the things I like. There isn’t much to “master” with reading, but I love to paint, play games and video games, and learn new things. There have been moments when I’ve gotten so overwhelmed knowing that I won’t live long enough to know about and be good at everything, because that’s impossible. Luckily, the anxiety I have regarding this subject has subsided slightly since I’ve been less depressed (funny how that works), but it still comes to mind every time I have a day off to spend time on hobbies.
If only I were a Sim and could do everything! As long as my controller-person knew how to do cheats, and as long as I drank the elixir of life… Unfortunately life isn’t the Sims. Wouldn’t that be neat though? I wouldn’t have to organize, do laundry, or mow the lawn. No college applications. Groceries would be delivered to my door.
Okay I got a little sidetracked, but am I alone in wanting to do more than I will ever have time for and being really stressed out about it?