How can I call my life “boring”
when everyday things are different? True,
some things are the same, but the majority
of my experience from day-to-day is anyone’s
So, why am I so surprised when this surprise
happens each day, my not knowing anything
about it, until I’m facing its presence in
my face, asking how to deal with it?
In retrospect, I may have “done better” in my
humble opinion, but I did what I did and
let it go at that. Hardly boring.
I’m looking for what? an adrenaline
rush? to feel excited enough to feel alive?
Maybe. I’m not seeking it, though. But when
I have a particular satisfying interaction
with someone, I’m usually feeling pretty
fulfilled might be too strong–but pretty good.
Although, I never feel or experience boredom
usually moment-to-moment (or at least I
don’t really notice it), I’ve felt it more often
occasionally lately. I’m usually alone
on a walk or something, so I ask the
universe or tell it, “O.K.”, you got my total
attention out here in the middle of
nowhere (if I’m on a walk). Now’s the
time to lay some heavy, enlightening
clarity on my soul/ my mind. What do
you want me to know? What do I
need to be aware of? What can I do to
feel less…bored?–if that’s what I’m feeling.
I usually don’t get much right then
but later I may have some unusual inspiration.
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