while I claim

I hate boredom,

with its endless monotony,

I fail in realizing

that my boredom

is a truly great thing.

it only manages to seep in

when I feel pulled

in no direction at all,

when I'm completely

relieved of stress.

boredom, to me,

is a sign that I've

succeeded,

and that there's nothing

in the world

to worry about.