You Need to Be Bored. Here’s Why.
A Sonnet of Supreme and Splendid Boredom O cruelest clock, thou sluggish turtle beast,Thy seconds plod like snails in sticky glue.My yawns, like thunder, never seem to cease,While ceilings whisper, “There is naught to do.” The curtains droop in sympathetic pain,The sofa sighs, “I too am uninspired.”A lonely dust mote twirls around my brain,Its graceful […]