For what it's worth -- and for me it is a lot -- I seem to have rolled back my focus a few years.
This is good as I've embraced a new lease on podcasting and on the collage adventures.
It doth amuse me anyway...aside from any (or no!) societal value of my output.
And it's a discipline which proves in the reviusing that I kmnow mored than i think I know...
Just like riding a bicyle.
When you've been a stuck-at-home incurable such as I it helps to have a hobby. Like life, I can grow on you.
One needs to be versatile. One needs to be inventive. One needs true grit and to be full of one's own bullshit.
Otherwise, why would you do what you do?