What boredom feels like

Boredom is excruciating.
My mind is struggling to find an escape
— exploring all opportunities for release.

That glimmer of hope is exhilarating.
The feeling that you may be onto something — that you may have solved a way out.
Maybe there’s a new idea that will remedy this emotion.
My brain is flexing its creativity, exploring outcomes I didn’t even think possible.

It’s exhausting.

I grow tired of this feeling.
When will it end?

Not for the likes.

I don’t know if I want to get back into blogging.
I just hate instagram so much lately.
It’s a great space to stay current with friends, events, businesses etc.

But what about 5 years from now?
Your memories, your thoughts and everything become this tiny square archived many scrolls later.
I don’t know if I want that.

I want a space that’s my own with a searchable interface
where my hashtags are meant for just me and my organization
and not for the likes.

Maybe I need to start blogging again.
(and for that matter vlogging again).