I’m not trying to be a hater, but I just don’t get hobbies. Specifically, I don’t understand how some people maintain such incredible commitment to an activity which typically doesn’t result in an immediate, tangible pay off – the pay off is often the mere act of doing the thing itself. (I think I just confused myself, oh well, moving on.) This is by no means an indictment of those people; it is more a criticism of my own “glass is half empty” thinking and overall tendency towards impatience.
I would love to find a hobby that might provide a brief respite from my frequently noisy brain. In fact, it is a suggestion I have heard repeatedly throughout my life from both family members and medical professionals. The problem, however, isn’t finding the hobby, the problem is remaining committed.