I'm unsure that there's any one thing I've been drawn to my entire life, but there's always a new thing that I am mysteriously drawn to. I realize that some of these things are completely random and shallow; the color orange, for example. Other things engage me because they tug on my imagination; time, dark weather, orchids, the moon, dreams, rabbits, craggy trees, prime numbers, and Japanese gardens.
I think each of these engaging things is actually a metaphor for something bigger. That "something bigger" is an intangible part of my life. When I walk around and meet people, it feels like some invisible field around me is playing at a jigsaw with other peoples' field, trying to find a match for those intangibles. It's not what other people are into...it's why. It's what their interests represent to them. I have more in common with a telescope builder than I do with many musicians.
What would our conversations sound like if we cut through the metaphor and went straight to the ineffable heart of the matter? I suspect we would find our people so much faster. But would that make us happy? Or is the beauty of finding our people in that it's so rare?