I don't know if you have read this in the past from me, but I am not passionate about anything. There is very little motivation to even get up in the morning, but day in and day out, I do so. It is hard to explain I guess for someone who hasn't experienced this type of thing, but I essentially go through the motions of life, because I must. My enjoyment doesn't really come into it.
Family and friends don't really understand this either.
What is that one dish you cook that everyone in your family loves?
Sushi. I like it, not love it, but I can prepare it well enough. I will teach Smallsteps how to make it.