I am someone that rarely gets bored, because I’m always doing something. Upon first hearing this, you’d think “well this is good, you’re always being productive with your time”. This could be true, but certain times, it’s not. Because certain times, my busy is for nothing. There’s a very thin line between busy and productive, and I sure know how to walk that line.
Anyways, to me, boredom means burnout. The only times I’m ever truly bored is times when I overwork myself into burnout (which is very frequent cos I’m usually unable to stop). So I guess my version of “what do you do when you’re bored?” can be rephrased into “what do you do when you’re burnt out?”?
Weirdo Time
I always talk about how self-aware I am, but I don’t think people get how extreme my case is. Only the people closest to me, and the people I’m comfortable around understand this, because when I’m comfortable, I think out loud. Both my thoughts and my thought process are…weird (for a lack of a better word).
Consider these.
Everyone I walk by in the market, I think of how profound it is that they’re one person among billions of people, with a life that none of the billions have. Different set of friends, different family, different talents, different family, everything. I wonder what everyone that walks by me thinks, and whether the people passing me by everyday think just like me, or whether the voices in their head are quiet.
You know the big bang? I think about how one day in every year, it’s coincidentally the birthday or anniversary of the big bang and no one knows. I think about what tree died to give me the coal in this picture. Or when that droplet of rain that is touching my skin now must’ve left the clouds to be touching my skin at this exact moment. How many inhales and exhales I have left before my body gives in. Are people all over the world looking at the same sky when we look up?
Yesterday, whiles waiting for a tricycle by the roadside I was bored. I paid very close attention to all the motorbikes passing me, and wondered the exact distance in meters which it would travel past me for me to not hear the sound of its engine at all. At some point today if I’m bored, I’ll likely wonder what you were thinking when you were reading this, my raw thoughts. I believe this is what people call overthinking. Maybe not. When many people say “overthinking”, it’s usually that they’re thinking about their lives and problems. I think about those too, but I think about a lot more. Unnecessary things, you might call it. It’s whatever. The people who know me get it, and they love it.
My friends and I were talking about the mystery of how somehow, you’re most creative when you’re taking a shower. Few days later, I come this experiment a researcher performed where he found that people would rather electrocute themselves than just sit in boredom. Take a wild guess which gender electricuted themselves more. Lol.
Anyways, I believe the things I think about is its own version of electrocution. It just doesn’t want to idle, so instead, think about very random things. Does your mind do this? Let me know in the comments
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