You’re bored because you don’t love anything. You have nothing to suffer for, to pour your heart into and go to bed exhausted from passion. Boredom is the restless ache of a soul wasting its precious energy on chasing diversions instead of devotion, stimulation instead of ecstasy
I’ve always wanted to be a person who takes notes. The kind who carries a tidy archive of highlights, tags, and cross‑links that future‑me can pluck from on command.