Boredom

I am not technically bored, I am here after all. :)

What I really mean to say is that I find it frustrating sometimes figuring out something to do with myself. I like to do so many things, most of the time by myself, but often times I enjoy company when I do things. I was in a bit of a funk last night.

I played some music (which you may have read in the last post) and I taped some TV shows that I enjoy on SciFi while playing. It allowed me to do 2 things at once. I eventually got too cramped to keep playing so I watched my video after the fact and stayed up a while.

When the shows were over I was trying to figure out something to do. And I could think of nothing. I wanted to play some more but my hand still ached. I was going to play some mindless game online like Zuma or something to pass the time.

But then I thought, why the hell do I have to pass the time? What was I waiting for? Was I expecting something to happen at 1am in the morning? Not really. Was I waiting for me to get tired enough to go to sleep? Well, I never have had a problem sleeping whenever I want (except occasional bouts of insomnia).

So what exactly was it? I think perhaps it really was boredom or at least a lack of imagination to find something to do. I suppose I could have read. Or watch more TV (blech most of the time). I have a bunch of DVDs I could have watched too but nah.

So the real description, in my mind, of boredom is a lack of imagination. Bored people are not creative enough to figure out something to do. And apparently I had that last night. Most of the time I can find plenty of things to do but I guess I was, as I said, in a funk.

Ah well. So what I ended up doing is going to bed and, damn it, I got a cough back from last weekend's cold. Ick. Hopefully it is one of those clear-the-shit-out-of-your-lungs type of cough and doesn't linger much longer.

Anyway, I have things to do! No boredom today. :)