A bored person is a boring person
Someone once said to me that a bored person is a boring person (I was bored at the time). I can’t decide if I agree with that. At the time I disagreed a lot but that was because I was always defensive of anything anyone ever said to me; whether it was true or not. I don’t get bored often, and when I do it’s more of a hormonal thing than a real boredom, because the things that normally keep me entertained don’t fulfil me whatsoever. Nothing fulfils me and it’s quite awful. Sometimes I notice it when I’m going through it but noticing it doesn’t help much.
There are so many things I want to do but I don’t do any of them. I’m not sure that I like being busy. It puts me on edge. Some people seem to fit so much into their day but I can’t handle having a packed schedule. When I have a driving lesson, even though they only take two hours out of my day, I can’t seem to do anything else on the same day. I need the time before the lesson to worry and hyperventilate, and the time after it to recover. The same goes for other things like going to the hairdressers.
When my driving lessons are finally over (i.e. I pass my driving test!), I think I will try out jam packing my days and see how I like it. I want to do gardening, decorating, writing, drawing, exercising… and – shock horror – maybe even housework. I’d like to get up early and then feel happily exhausted at the end of the day. I don’t know what’s stopping me from doing it before I pass my test. Never was one to push myself.
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