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This Is Your Brain On Boredom
While my eyelids are open, My eyes are closed. While my ears work, I do not hear. My mind, Finding no reason to stay, Drifts out of my head And wanders around. At first it floats around the room, Finding tiny details that it had not yet bothered with And making a whole world out of them. Soon it grows tired of this new world And discards it forever. Having scraped all the interest it could from the walls, It phases through the ceiling And flies through space, Encountering entire worlds and then forgetting them, Or simply passing them by as it sees fit. Time ceases to matter, for it is now immeasurable, And my mind slowly takes on several simultaneous directions. As it fills the void, Travelling in every direction at once, My mind disintegrates And ceases to be. A quiet, sudden noise pulls it my mind back to this world, And reassembles it to its former state, Though somewhat fatigued from its cosmic odyssey, And I am awake.
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