morrigan
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I have deep, lifelong interests. What I imagine might qualify as obsessions because they've defined the trajectory of my careers, and ruminating on them is a base state. I have hobbies, diversions, amusements... many of which are represented by drawers and shelves full of equipment, parts, tools, instruments. Stuff. Flotsam.
I also find that I do best when I have one collaborator. Not a team or a crew. Just one person with whom I can work/play continuously, un-self-consciously, and with mutually intense trust and focus on the pursuit in question.
Left to myself I tend to drift, and get hyper critical. I doubt, and slow down, and just cease even what I love. For years.
But give me just that one external reinforcement, and I light up again, and the interest becomes all-consuming.
I've gone through this enough that I no longer run the risk of becoming automatically and inappropriately attached to said collaborator. Which has always been the underlying problem with this pattern. But I still need that one Other to be Me, somehow.
I also find that I do best when I have one collaborator. Not a team or a crew. Just one person with whom I can work/play continuously, un-self-consciously, and with mutually intense trust and focus on the pursuit in question.
Left to myself I tend to drift, and get hyper critical. I doubt, and slow down, and just cease even what I love. For years.
But give me just that one external reinforcement, and I light up again, and the interest becomes all-consuming.
I've gone through this enough that I no longer run the risk of becoming automatically and inappropriately attached to said collaborator. Which has always been the underlying problem with this pattern. But I still need that one Other to be Me, somehow.