The first time reading this, i could totally see myself in the voice's position. Bored. We all get bored, we've all been bored. i find myself feeling guilty about my boredom after the fact. like i think back on what i was doing..hours..days...weeks ago and wonder if those moments were truly wasted. i ask myself what i could have accomplished if i had been doing something productive. i always think of great minds as people who managed what they were doing with their time in a productive and meaningful way.
But what about those times where you cant really do much about the boredom? what about the times where you are almost forced into the situation. is there much you can do about it? is there much you should do about it?
Some of the things we do in life, such as household chores, and schoolwork are necessary pains that help us to attain the true goal of what we truly want.
and when we reach our goal of what we wish, human nature does not allow for satisfaction at that status. we always find ourselves looking for what we can't have, aren't doing, can't be, or haven't achieved.
Margaret Atwood talks of her boredom of, what i can only see as her childhood, as a time where she was doing things not because she wanted to do them, but because it was necessary.
things like sitting in the back seat, hauling wood, and doing the dishes.
The people who you spend the time with that get you through the boredom are the ones you grow to love, and as Atwood shows in the conclusion of her poetry, sometimes when the person is gone from your life, you truly appreciate the time you spent.
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