Hello again ATS!
Here I sit, bored out of my ever loving mind. It is a Friday night and a younger, rowdier me would be stumbling home drunk just about this time of
night. But those days are long gone. Instead I have been sitting at this desk looking for something that my mind might latch onto as "interesting" -
or at least interesting enough for the sake of distraction.
Nothing satisfied. Hours spent looking to no avail.
As it happens I have what others would probably deem a fairly strange outlook ( mind ) and in something of a mental act of self-cannibalism, and with
nothing to distract me, I began to lose myself in wanting to understand the function of boredom better. I mean surely it serves a purpose, no?
A theological person would state that God made us in his image and that we are perfect creations - thus boredom must serve some higher purpose if it
were important enough for the Creator to hard wire us with the capability to feel it.
An athiest would state that we are products of evolution and the same applies. If the ability to become bored has not been bred out of us yet, over
all this time, then surely it must have a useful side to it. It must be a somewhat necessary bit of baggage in the genes.
The first answer that came to my mind was that boredom probably was just nature, or Gods way of saying "Hey, you... you there. Get up off of your ass
and do something productive ya dimwit!" It seemed to make senses. So I got up off of my ass and went through the house being productive for awhile.
Things got a bit tidier and cleaner - but the boredom didn't fade, pass, nor become sated.
My second thought was that maybe boredom was the brains way of saying "I am hungry". But that quickly fell to the wayside as I reminded myself that I
have been trying to feed my brain for hours now and either it is not hungry or it is being exceptionally picky at the moment.
There is a part of me that knows the rational answer: That boredom is probably brain chemistry and that chemicals will do what chemicals want to do -
leaving the owner of said brain stuck being along for the ride. But THIS is the least satisfying of all options ( even if it is the most logical )
because this one makes me feel powerless and leaves me rather pissed off at the whole situation.
That's right pissed off AND bored simultaneously. Which is doubly frustrating and possibly a good way to have a stroke or heart attack.
So I ask you denizens of ATS... What is the point of boredom? Can bacon cure it? Am I on one of those slippery slopes that might lead into habits or
behaviors that others would consider dangerous or unacceptable?
So many questions that remain unanswered ( unanswerable? ) all in the name of boredom.
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