7.45pm
Tuesday
10 May 2005

I often find myself pondering what it means to be a female in this world, and in my field of choice in particular, and often make attempts to restrict my lingering on the effects of it. I do accept that knowing statistics regarding women in the workplace is probably not going to assist me in finding success, but they interest me, and spark my curiousity.

I worry about the absurd amounts of topics that spark my curiosity. There are few books that I can find in a bookstore that do not hold some certain appeal to me. It's become almost difficult for me to finish a book because ten other ones are calling my name. And what excitement is there in being a Renaissance Man today? What good is this abundance of desire to learn about everything that I can in the world, when my current dream is to master ONE?

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