How not to be bored (The cheap way)

Most of our free time is occupied by idly checking social media or watching TV. That may sound cool, but we are bored beyond belief with just little hits of excitement here and there. You can say you know how to have fun, like going to a concert, dinner with a friend, or a club/bar/party. But that will cost a lot, and it’s not very sustainable. The key is social interaction and engaging conversation. Most people don’t know how to initiate such interactions without a buffer. So without teaching you how to be a social butterfly, I will help you with some cheap and easy tools or methods. Card and board games are an inexpensive and easy way to get old or new friends together. It’s alright if the conversation is weak to start while playing a game like dominoes because the player is focusing on the game. Eventually, engaging conversation that excite you will emerge organically.

Face-to-face interaction may be a luxury for some. So I will give a human relationship hack that will work over the phone, chat room, or in person. Ask for help or advice. Start by saying, “What do you think about this” or “I need your help/advice about this,” “what do you think I should do.” Even if you know what they will say and have all the answers, that’s not the point. The point is engagement and moving that conversation to an entertaining and insightful level.

Now you, maybe asking what this has to do with social media and TV. Social apps imitate life, for the most part. The idea is to make life better than a movie, without the high cost, of course (lol). Make a phone call and eliminate boredom.

On The Bench

As the birds fly overhead, their shadows swoosh across the ground. The tempered day has a gentle breeze that balances out the warmth. Bright and clear, if the tree could talk, they might say what a time to be alive. A lone man is on a bench. He’s broad and tall with a smooth and boyish face having a mature look that tells his age. His eyes seemingly stare in the distance but are concentrated on the concrete walkway. Eyelids start to close but not all the way. A dachshund moves near his feet. He swiftly shooed the dog away, then resumed back to staring blankly. His left leg, followed by his right leg, is placed on the bench with the soles of his feet placed gently on the seat with his knees bent. Slowly hunching his back like the letter C and begins to hug his legs. Joggers, kids playing, and even bystanders walking their dogs stare at the man from the side of their eyes. Looking straight into the distance, the man notices everyone’s slight gaze, but his eyes remain steady. The onlookers avert their eyes, then look again. Some of the people even chuckle, especially the children. The man thinks to himself, 6-foot-4 weighing 290 pounds while sitting comfortably, guess the jokes on me.

He starts thinking about how men in their 60 turn into high school kids whenever they are around their lifelong friends. Then puts his head down and sinks deeper into himself. Without visual cues, a physical inaudible sound pressure rings deafeningly loud and powerful. The sky lights up with unnatural-colored clouds, with tones that usually wouldn’t mix but somehow blends with microscopic precision. Waves of pulsating energy consume the man, energizing all of his senses. Even thoughts of deep regret bring upon sensations of peaceful bliss. Then, roaring thunderous screams of agony from an almost four-dimensional perimeter that fills every atom of his body.
In an instance, nothing. Flash to WHITE!!!!