"What would you say my hobby is, Michelleeeeee?" asked one of my friends, Khim.
Lately I've been getting questions like this. "What would you say my hobby is?" or "What do you think I'm good at?" or "Describe me in three words". (The latter two were from EE.) And it makes me ponder, funnily, do I just seem like I've got the answers? I try to answer as best I can, and as honestly I can. Questions like these asked to another, and not yourself, may seem silly, but sometimes... others do know us a little more than we know ourselves.
After suggesting one or two hobbies, my response to khim was that a hobby is something we love doing, something that we enjoy no matter how many times we've done it before. First thing that comes to your mind--that's your hobby! is what I told her. But, if nothing comes to mind, maybe it's time to find a new hobby.
I sympathised with her, too, and said I understood her dilemma. When we're five, we're like "I have a million hobbies!" but nowadays we kinda have two to three, if we have any. Because not many things are that new to us anymore. Little by little, they simply become a part of our lives and not special enough to be classified a hobby. It's a bit sad, but it's the honest truth. There comes a point in our lives where there aren't many firsts anymore, and things just don't impress on us like they did when we were five.