Woe is I

I’m at the gym Friday, and I see a sign “Tai Chi for Artists.” Great, I think, only to learn upon closer inspection that the sign actually reads “Tai Chi for Arthritis.” Then, in the stretch room, I hear a guy say performance. I think, “Oh, my favorite, who?” only to realize that he is talking about stocks.

Help. I’m becoming artcentric. It feels like my world is narrowing, instead of growing wider. It’s all about my thoughts, my interests, my mind, my work. And, to what end? When do I start being of service to others? When does what I’m doing start to matter?