island time

Only boring people get bored - An adage I was told as a child growing up (like cool your socks and pitch the circus tent).

I've always assumed it was true, that if you don't have the creative capacity to entertain yourself you probably are a bit of a bore... And so there's been many days when I sit in a stupor watching tv, silently berating myself for not being a more 'interesting' kind of girl; just passing time, wasting time, withering.

But today I refuse to believe I am a boring person simply because I am bored. There's only so much you can do to entertain yourself when marooned on a desert island. I've built sandcastles, foraged for food, lit a fire. Unfortunately there's no footballs here to make friends with. The problem is that when faced with little resources it does become quite difficult to continue to find new things to do, and repetition of tasks gets old.

So I'll write a blog post in the sand and occupy another 20-40minutes of my day and wait for the hours of my maroonment to conclude. I do not like being forced to play on this island day after day and I hope that soon some entertainment will come, perhaps a wayward cruise ship or a wandering polar bear, anything to add a spark to the monotony of my days, the 9-5 of it all.