I feel like my brain is rotting away
I don’t know how to explain it
I can’t describe this feeling
I’m tired of going on Facebook
And looking at the same things
It’s just not amusing me anymore
Or giving me the entertainment and excitement that it once had
Just looking at this computer screen is giving me a head ach
But yet I can’t fall asleep
I’m not hungry
And I don’t think my eyes can handle reading another book
What are my options late at night?
Suffering from boredom is a serious condition
I need to pick up another hobby
I used to make jewelry
Knit
And do all that crafty stuff
But then my hands would cramp up
That’s the end of that time consuming activity
And I have had too much TV for a lifetime
A girl can only watch Real Housewives of Whatever so many times before she metamorphoses into Nene
But I can always come to this place
To write it all down
And get it all out of my head
All of this mush or whatever it is combusting in my brain
Let me know if you have a better name
Times like these I wish I had a job to just wear me out
And to make money of course
But tomorrow is a new day
I’m sure I’ll be faced with the same problems
That is until fall begins
But once fall begins
I can’t wait for it to end
Then my boredom will strike again.