It is during the seasons of adversity that I learn to appreciate boredom. Oftentimes we complain about the mundane, mediocre moments that monopolize our lives; you know: the predictable suppers, the overcrowded highways, the same-old sitcoms, the old worn-out pajamas, the ordinary, run-of-the-mill content of each ordinary day. It seems like we undervalue and underrate the dullness until something bad occurs.
Isn’t it ironic how the death of a loved one, a lost job, a bad doctor’s report, or a financial setback causes us to long for the ordinary? It is then we realize that boredom is actually a blessing.…