I often use this word to mean I am bored. Whether I am in class, doing a tedious job, maybe waiting in line with a slow cashier. Truth is, I like being bored. After posting a “boring” video yesterday morning of leaves falling, the leaves looked liked hundreds of butterflies flying every time the wind blew, it was neat. After I watched it again, and shared it with my husband, he noticed we could hear the wind chimes in the video. My “boring” video became peaceful to me. The rest of the weekend, I took notice on how my “boring” moments were peaceful. How could I have been missing this all along? I like peace. I like “boring.” I am glad I noticed the extraordinary in my ordinary life.
I finished my schoolwork early this weekend, so I am off to be bored! Have a boring night everyone!