Me?

The discomfort the word "passion" arises in me is truly..a local phenomenon*laughs to self*. Passions define us, our individuality, or atleast that is the popular belief. So i guess i've got "them" to thank for the feeling of absolute inadequacy that jolts up every time we are asked to talk about our passions (or interests-as they are subtly put). So why not find one,fill in the empty hole-because i don't think i have it in me to deal with the dissonance that would result. I'd rather be the one who 'errs' and 'umms' to bide the time..till the next question is asked. Erm..Next question please?