Last night, as Bob Dylan stepped onto the stage at Bethel Arts Center, my first thought was “Damn, he’s still doing this? All these decades on and he’s still doing the same thing? Boring? Who wants only to do one thing with their life?”
And it reminded me of how the question “What was your major in college?” is usually just a set-up for the punchline of what you’re doing now with that expensive 4-year degree.
it reminded me again of that singularity of purpose that is common among the people I’ve known. Someone who talks to me after many years finds I am doing things entirely different from when last we met and the assumption is that I have lost my way. Am I different in that my mind opens up to someone who changes their direction — that is if they could even be said to have had “direction” in the first place. I guess these moments of professional agility are dismissed as midlife crises or are at least assigned to that vintage of cultural anomaly.
I could carry on but it’s too much to type on this Treo keypad
