Hello, my name is Samantha and I am a dabbler.

This is a problem I have have suffered from my entire life. As I child I was always interested in everything. I would regularly beg to try a new sport/instrument/club/extra curricular. Nearly always this fascination would end rather rapidly and with a very few exceptions my new hobby would become a thing of the past.

Unfortunately, I was never cured of my Dabble Delusion. Every new hobby seems to me to be the most fun and exciting thing ever, my new identity, my new future career.

Imagine trying to choose a career path when you have interest ADD. I changed my major seven times. Yes, seven. History, English, Business, Finance, English, Physics, English. This list omits all of the hobbies I took up and and eventually moved away from, though my closet still remembers. It holds the remnants of my ever changing fancy.

According to my parents, I was indecisive, a quitter. For years that bothered me. I didn’t feel like a quitter. Their assessment of me made me insecure and as a result, making decisions became more and more difficult. I second guessed myself at every turn.

I realized something though. While my dabbling may seem immature to some and indecisive to others it is ultimately a symptom of my insatiable curiosity. And curiosity is good. Curiosity means you are alive.

I am learning to embrace my constant flow of new interests and I am pursuing a career that feeds my curiosity. The business of books. All the world’s information bound in objects we can hold in our hands.

If you are a dabbler, like me, embrace your thirst for experience and information and make it work for you. And don’t forget to dabbledabbledabble.

Sam