It’s crazy.
Our modern world has so much to see, to do, to think.
Yet I still know (and loathe) boredom.
How is that possible?
Am I hardwired to need change?
My son, so much more privileged than I was,
came to me with a board game in hand, eyes a little sad,
“Dad, I’m bored.”
At first I damned genetics but then I thought
no. he’s wrong. I’m wrong.
We’re not bored with a myriad of world wide inputs.
We’re lonely.



About tgrignon

I came I saw I rented the DVD
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