I'm about to go off on a random rant about virtue. Forgive me.
I love versatility. I love a person who after playing an instrument for an hour, wants to tell me about this book he's working on.
I love a person who has aspirations in many areas, who aspires to try many things. Not to master anything, but to enjoy and love as many things as possible.
To see other places, to see other people. To experience everything this life of ours has to offer.
(More random praise on the flip)
Sorry folks, and those of you who have found your calling.
I know that the big thing is to specialize in one thing, and to prove how incredible you are. Witness the world's obsession with the Olympics, and those who have dedicated their lives to the perfection of one sport. I salute you, but honestly, I don't have as much respect for you as I should have.
Now, tell me about the sonata you compose in your spare time, and you have my rapt and affectionate attention.
I admit I subscribe to the Lazarus Long philosophy put forth by Robert A Heinlein, in which he specified the things a human being ought to be able to do.
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects. -Robert A. Heinlein
IMHO, that list is very, very short. It doesn't take into account playing an instrument, play a sport, enjoy the company of the same and opposite sex, etc... etc...
It's a shame really. I wish the world would praise those that subscribe to the gourmet of life philosophy. I find the concept of doing one thing for the entirety of a life to be the epitome of a wasted life.
Would that we all could try a million things, and enjoy every moment.