I feel very much the same.

Just yesterday I ran into an old friend, actually a high-school sweetheart, for the first time in twenty years. Though we once walked the same road – as kids, as teenagers – our lives have indeed taken different paths. He was sharing with me quite candidly, the highs and lows, ups and downs of the past twenty years of his life: how many times he has been arrested…jailed…imprisoned. As though not five minutes had passed since we last talked, he openly confessed, “I am what they call a ‘functional addict.’” Later, I was thinking about what that means – to be an “addict” – and more specifically, what it means to have an “addictive personality.” Me – I’m the opposite. It seems I can’t become addicted to anything. Nothing holds my attention for long, and it is difficult for me to focus on anything for an extended period of time. Always there is the next thing: the next big interest or sudden attraction. I am like one side of a velcro strip – I stick to nothing because the other side seems to be missing, or somehow I just can’t find it. I can’t imagine being “an addict” to anything, because I have no stick-to-it-iveness whatsoever, no cling. I’m like a piece of scotch tape that’s lost its stickiness – I may hold for a moment, and it may seem that I’m going to stick, but then peel right off.

This ‘changing attitudes’ post helps me to put it all into perspective. Thank you Paulo.