November 29 2022 (Just Living) in The Beginning

Sitting in my room, bored like usual. I sit and pass the time not doing much, waiting for the next day to come to repeat the same process of boredom. Nothing really seems to excite me, no passions or motivation to seek out pleasure. I’m not really sure what’s been causing me to be content with a such monotonous lifestyle. I want something to appear, to experience something but I feel even if it appeared to me out of thin air it wouldn’t do me much. I don’t know want to do but the worst part is that I’m okay with doing nothing at all. It’s dull, tiring as shit, but I’m content with it, God knows why.

On another note, my first semester is almost over. I have my World Religions final tomorrow followed by my state history final on Thursday. I feel good about both, and hopefully should keep my A’s in both of those classes. Six classes, all with passing grades so I feel very satisfied with that. I was never one to really care about what grades I got in school. I still don’t like schooling but I do feel personally satisfied with how this semester went, so hey why complain about it?

Thinking back about my immense boredom, maybe I should go to the beach sometime soon. I’m not a fan of the sand but I’ve always loved the ocean and if I can hold myself below the ocean for even a minute, perhaps I could cleanse myself for a moment.

I would also like to write on here more, although I don’t have much to say. But I do enjoy it, rambling has always been a strong suit of mine.