You Guessed It, I Am Bored Again

You know you are so bored when you start playing minesweeper again. Take it from someone who knows, who has been there and has done that, playing minesweeper that is.

You know you are so bored when you advertise your boredom on your Facebook page and then you snap at anyone who tries to either joke about it or make it easier on you.

You know you are so bored when you wish your friends would come back to Lebanon for the sole purpose of entertaining you.

You know you are so bored when you are one step away of tossing your laptop and trampling on it.

You know you are so bored when you are unconsciously eavesdropping on people around you in the coffee shop and suddenly you feel exasperated but without knowing why. It takes you at least 10 to 15 minutes before realizing it is their banal exchange that is getting on your nerves.

But then again, any exchange at the moment, no matter how banal you might esteem it to be, could be a cure to this suffocating boredom.

Boredom and loneliness if I may add.

Or are both words synonyms? Are they the two facets of the same coin?

Getting back to the subject, you know you are bored when you start creating or even recycling nonsense philosophical matters.

You know you are so lonely when the void in your stomach isn't a sign of hunger. And that is not philosophy, that is simply a fact.

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you start doing things you wouldn't usually do, things you wouldn't usually approve of others doing, let alone you.

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you try to push it forward although you are not convinced. You know you are wrong, you know it is wrong, you know this is leading nowhere, well nowhere good at least, and yet, you do it.

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you don't really care. You say you care. You know you should care. But you simply don't. 

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you take hours to shower, pick some clothes, get dressed and do the make up and hair parade.

You know you are so lonely and so bored when after you are done with the parade, you head to the coffee shop with hopes that you will have enough energy to go somewhere else after a while. But you never go.

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you get stubborn. 

You know you are so lonely and so bored when you write a blog for the sake of writing it. You have nothing to say, nothing new to add, nothing meaningful to share, and still, you do it just to do something, something that is not necessarily new, not necessarily different, just another variety of your favorite activities; you love to read, you love to write, and you love to use your dying laptop, therefore you write another blog.