I’m Bored and it’s only Friday

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

Portent: a sign of something about to happen. Well I’m still waiting for that “something” to happen. Do you ever feel a restlessness deep down in your bones? I do. I liken it to the wolf, knowing winter is coming and they need to find shelter! Food! Sex!
….something.

In conjunction with all the busy-ness, there is a restlessness writhing in my veins. Were it not for the presence in my life of a handful of people who seem to stand on solid ground more often than I do, there is no doubt in my mind I would have made one or two rash and stark ragingly stupid decisions over the past few days. Damn those two feet solidly on the ground people, anyway.

When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.
~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

Two men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I'm tired.
~ Mae West

Boredom is an emptiness filled with insistence.
~ Leo Stein