The Light at the End

I have been surrounded by an academic environment. Thinking was the act of choice, Deep Thinking and the discussion of those thoughts. But I am cut from a simpler mold. That of practicality, of achieving goals. Those around me have few goals other than achieving the Next Great Thought, and my own establishment of goals, not being given to Deep Thought, has been stunted. I don't just need a hobby. I need a building hobby. Something where progress can be measured more clearly than an MmmHmm of possible agreement.

Writing is not for me. I need to build a doghouse, or something..........Any project is limmited, though due to moving cross-country in a month. Then, I shall bloom.