on the way to the hunger games midnight showing last night, i kept rambling on about not having a passion. it tripped me up so badly in interviews when i was asked, 'what can you tell me about yourself?' because i'm pretty much what you see on my resume. besides some awkward and/or inappropriate stories to share with prospective bosses (which for the record, i have no prospective bosses now as i'm loving my new job to a ridiculous degree), i've got nothing.
zilch. a goose egg. love. ... however you say it, i essentially don't have anything that i really enjoy in the way you are supposed to love something when asked what you do for fun.
and okay, i do love reality television. and i do love gossip magazines (and gossiping for that matter). and don't even get me started on how much i love painting my nails. but none of those do anything for making me appear like a self-sufficient, mature adult. which i am ... for the most part.
i semi-started my passion quest last summer when i took a photography class and bought one of those snazzy (aka expensive) cameras, but that fizzled out as i got busy. i'm hoping time presents itself to enjoy that again, but it wasn't something that stuck. i also started sewing and enjoyed that for quite a while, but i have yet to complete a skirt i started last july because i can't figure out the darned elastic.
but there's got to be something i enjoy. there just has to be. i've got to be able to say something other than sleep when people ask what i do for fun. which if we're honest, sleep truly is my favorite thing, but since i'm not a hibernating bear that's not seen as a socially acceptable hobbie past those late night college days.
which brings me to my real point for this post (which we all know i never get to until the end anyways): i really enjoy going to the movies.
not just watching movies (although i do love that), but going there. i'm a sucker for the whole experience from the big screen, semi-sticky floors, and tearing of the tickets (and the inevitable 'WHERE IS MY STUB?!' panic when i have to go to the bathroom), to the delicious popcorn smells and crunching that waft down from the end of the aisle when someone brings back an [overpriced] enjoyable treat.
and seeing the hunger games premiere at midnight (in imax ... HOLY OVERWHELMING SCREEN SIZE) was quite the treat. all of those movie loving elements were there, but add to that the costumes and squeals from the expectant and giddy crowd and you've got yourself an event.
i'm not saying that going to the movies will be the next thing on my passion quest list because after all, movies are expensive. but let's just say that regardless of the price, there is truly something special about going to the movies. it's more than just a visual story you subject yourself to for a couple of hours ... it's an experience. and a beautiful one at that.
