Music is a big deal for me. I play my guitar a lot. It makes me happy, even though it sometimes tortures me.
If I ever had free time, I imagine that I'd go off on another misadventure, perhaps contemplating the meaning of foolishness as I find my way out from under another logjam, or perhaps chasing another girl to another far off land. Of course, that's purely conjecture; I don't have free time anymore!
I'm in school hoping to find a performance degree in musicology wedged in one of my books. Then I'll embark on my next big adventure: world travel and ethnomusicological field work. Travel, listen to music, play music, get paid. My dream come true!
..If, for some reason you're still reading this, here are all my secrets:
I tend to live in a world of twisted fantasy. I speak of dreams as if they are certainties, and of myself as if I were a paragon of who I strive to be. And to that end, I tend to work almost as hard as I let on. I tend to clam up if something really bothers me, because I'm not willing to converse on it until I've explored it thoroughly on my own first. I'm a skeptic, but by no means a cynic. I sometimes wish I were less observant and more naive, because it takes all the fun out of life. Now, Ssshhh!! Don't tell anybody...
If you want to "know about my personality", go read Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse. It describes who I want to be, and, as far as I'm concerned, who a person strives to become is far more consistent than who they are at any given time... Enjoy!