I haven’t blogged for a few days and the reason I’ve given for this is depression.
There’s no doubt that when I’m in an ‘up’ mood state I blog more frequently, and when depressed, less so, primarily due to energy levels.
However, currently I’m in a ‘mixed state‘ – depressed with motivational and physical energy – and so what explains my lack of blogging? I mean, I’m pushing along with other tasks.
Well, put simply, I haven’t blogged anything because there doesn’t seem anything interesting to blog about. It all seems so boring and inconsequential.
The question is, does everything subjectively appear boring as a reflection of my state of mind, or, is it an objective fact that everything is just boring currently?
It’s certainly true to say that when I’m in a depressed state of mind, I find things generally uninteresting. So, I would say that depression and boredom are somewhat interconnected in my experience.
For me crushing boredom holds a terrifying fear. I inhabit the world of boredom far more frequently than anyone else I know, and can suffer boredom even in the midst of bustle and excitement. My boredom doesn’t always correlate with my circumstances.
My current blogging-specific boredom is so pervasive right now that I’m actually bored whilst writing this. And yet I’m pushing on for some unknown reason. Will I inflict this pointless post on my dear readers. I doubt it, but maybe I will.
You’ll never guess which environment creates within me the most frequent bouts of boredom. Shall I tell you? Church. I find church to be the single most boring place in my life. I used to quip that church is the only place where time passes more slowly than work.
Isn’t that a terrible confession. I wonder if I’m alone in this? Everyone else seems to love church. I guess it’s just me.
Who would have thought that a bored blogger could write a boring post on the very subject of boredom.
