I started to write… about something I’ve noticed about myself: I can’t stand being bored. I mean, literally, boredom has become something entirely insufferable to me… I don’t know how and when this became the case. In school, I often loved to be bored. To draw in my workbooks until every last spot of white had been filled. Or practice writing with my off hand. It felt as if I had too much time. Now, whenever I check the time on my phone it feels as if I have too little.
