The worst days are when you feel foggy in the head - chemo-brain they call it. It's awful because you feel boring. As well as bored. And stupid. And resigned.
The fact is: It's true what they say about the United States. It is a land of opportunity. It is too various to get bored with it.
I have often thought that when I do die it will be of sheer boredom...
The Postmodernists' tyranny wears people down by boredom and semi-literate prose.
I have been taunting the Reaper into taking a free scythe in my direction and have now succumbed to something so predictable and banal that it bores even me.