The_ Omniscient_Blind

It's slowly digging through your mind into the darkest corners of your thoughts. Your imagination flickers into nothingness and your creativity slowly fades. Your body becomes restless and your thoughts begin to wonder. Your eyes lock onto something not even you can see as your space off into nothingness and all you can do is wait. Boredom is an infection that rots the brain. 

Good things come and go. One good thing will go and break your heart by its lack of presence, but soon another will take its place and repair the damage. It will get better , maybe not now, maybe not later but it will.

. . . Cybernetic replication is the sincerest form of flattery. . .

Boredom is a disease.
          A terrible, terrible disease.