I don’t understand it. Boredom. I’m sure that when I was little I was like every child saying that ‘I’m borrrrrrrreddddddd Mummmmmyyyyyyyyy’.
But not now, not for as long as I can remember.
I think it comes from the fact that I like my own company. I like myself. Is that weird?
As myself & Mr D have no children, I have in the past been asked, ‘what will you do when you’re older..what about when one of you dies..then one of you will be left all on your own’ Well that is not a thought that terrifies me. There is always something to do. To read. To watch. To learn.
I see it on Face Book. People telling their friends through their status that ‘soandso is borrrrrred’ I feel like shouting at them GO and DO Something!
If I’m not doing anything, then I can sit and daydream for hours. Maybe that’s a bad thing, but I don’t feel bad for doing it.
I always think, people who are bored…they have no imagination. Or no books.
(They definately don't blog)