Is there an inherent validity to a passion, a talent?
If there is something I love to do, but it is not deeply meaningful in an obvious way, do I have the right to pursue it? Is it right to devote huge amounts of time and energy to an activity simply because I enjoy it, because it excites me in a unique way, because it is a side of myself I don't often get to hone? Or is succumbing to such a passion merely a weakness, if that activity is not as significant as other things I could be doing with my time?
What is the point of hobbies, in general? Is there a point? Are they a waste of time?
Am I selfish for wanting this so much, despite the inevitable sacrifices?