Recapturing the Lost Art of Boredom
This story was born from a moment of boredom. It was a sweltering Saturday afternoon, and I found myself sitting outside, searching in vain for a new idea to write about. I tried to brainstorm, but nothing came. After a while, I gave up the effort. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel frustrated. Life had been moving at a hectic pace, and there was something oddly pleasant about doing nothing for a change.