I’ve been called boring by a few distinct people.
I took it at face value, but overtime I started to believe I was. This was exacerbated during the pandemic, when my routine appeared extremely boring.
I think to assess something as boring is entirely subjective. If boring is defined as not interesting, I think it’s fair to say what one finds interesting, another may not.
Perhaps in others' assessment of my life, it appears uninteresting. Walking and writing are considered, externally, as the most boring acts of my day. That very well may be the case, but it isn’t for me. I don’t find my days monotonous or dull.
Instead, I feel I’m living when I’m walking, writing. With each step I take and each word I write, I’m given an opportunity to engage. I think the key for me is finding things that are longer-lived. Short-lived experiences like partying, doing drugs, watching TV and such may be the most enthralling in the short-term, though end up appearing as the most boring in the integration of a longer timeline. Admittedly, perhaps they just aren’t as interesting to me.