I probably learned this from my parents. They count their friends on one hand, and houseguests were few and far between. And while I have grown to entertain company more often, it's still a select few, and an even more select few who visit multiple times.
But every once in a while, if someone hangs out long enough, I let them in on a little-known thing about me. I pull out my drawings.
I like to draw. A lot. It's one of my favorite hobbies. And, sadly, it's one that I've woefully neglected.
As they say, life gets in the way. Between working nearly 10 hours a day, an often-busy social life, husbandly duties to keep up with, and a pile of books and movies at my disposal, my drawing time has fallen off considerably.
Out of all those factors, moving in with my then-girlfriend, now my wife, has been among the biggest changes behind my lack of drawing.
For me, drawing never was much of a social hobby.
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