I had a short conversation with an ESFP.
He was talking about how he can’t be invested in something if it doesn’t matter to him personally.
Even for work, it has to matter to him at an intimate level, or else he will be demotivated.
And I went, “holy shit this is Fi”.
Of course in my head not out loud.
The concept is so foreign to me that honestly, I don’t think I’ve thought about work this way even once.
Waaay back in college when I was job hunting, I had some very shallow ideas about wanting to go to a publishing house because i LiKe ReaDinG and iT fElt LIkE tHe rIgHt tHiNg tO dO. But never followed through. Didn’t care enough.
Or waaay back as a ten year old, I wanted to be a concert violinist. I’m an ex-child prodigy like every other upper middle class INTP.
But now, even if I had the skill to perform at a level that would make me happy, and the opportunity to, I still don’t think I would go for the job. I do love the violin but would I make it “the thing” for the rest of my life? I don’t know.
But I do know that storytelling probably is.
I don’t really know why but time just stops when I’m writing. It’s like I get to have a break from my physical existence.
And again I don’t know why but the stories just keep coming out. It’s amusing. I’ll randomly start with a character in a setting and things just start happening. I’m at the stage where I don’t look at individual words anymore. (It’s fun).
And this is the creepy part, but for some reason, every story somehow wraps up with a satisfying ending. I swear I don’t use Ti for it, that’ll be way too hard. It just…happens.
It’s fun because it’s like watching a movie. I don’t know what’s going to happen next, and for some reason, all the threads come together and I go “OMG this is so cool!”.
The drawback to this is that I can’t guarantee a happy ending. Oh well. There goes my dream of Kindle Romance stardom *shrug*.
Is this Fi?
I don’t know but it feels good. //