When I was in High School, this song by Harvey Danger was really popular. I memorized all the words and bounced around singing them, while cramming 9 people into my 1989 Dodge Aries (which by the way is the coolest car ever) and sneaking into playgrounds to drink 3 beers amongst the 9 of us. You know, things like that. Now, about 10 years later, certain memories are hazy, but I clearly remember the line "If you're bored then your boring", and how much that means to me.

I AM BORED


My childhood mind is racing in circles, incapable of entertaining myself, wishing my mom would show up with a project all set up, or a trip to the park. My adult mind is trying to fill the time, weighing practical actions against each other and coming up with piles of dust. When I was a child I kept a journal. Why do I not now? Where does all that time go? I keep telling myself, only three more weeks, only 18 more days, etcetera, etcetera, but then once I lose those days, Ill never get them back, and I won't even have fuzzy memories attached to them.