I am so supremely bored. I'm in the throes of a funk that makes me want to cut my hair, buy all new clothes and paint my fingernails black, just for a change. The sight of my regular breakfast cereal makes me sick, and I can't stand my normal morning routine.
It's the Christmas season! Why am I bored? Maybe because I am waiting for Christmas to get here, and to be with all the people I love, and the waiting is so dull and monotonous. And of course it's winter, which always makes me go a little crazy.
Everything is the same, and I am sick of it! Just a few days ago I blogged about how much I hate change. That is true too—I am scared of big changes (and small ones). But sometimes I just get so bored and restless that I itch for a change of any kind and feel like I must absolutely chop my hair off really short before I go completely insane!
But I don't want really short hair. Or pierced ears, or black fingernails. It's a change of scene that I really want, and a change of occupation. And while right now I crave them, I'm sure I will be terrified when they come. In a way, that's comforting.
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