Boredom

Aaahh... sitting here in my chair, staring at the monitor. Abstract thoughts, floating in and out of my mind. Nothing real. Nothing concrete. Feeling baffled about something I neither know nor understand. No rhyme nor reason. Not knowing what nor why. Just sitting here, typing. Typing of things that do not make sense. Just typing. Typing anything that comes into mind. Type, type, type. Don't really feel like arguing either. Eh? Too lazy to sleep. Hmmm... peaceful. Reading and re-reading anything and everything. Nothing going on with me or around me. Just here, sitting. Staring into space. Not minding being alone. Aaahh... sleep fast approaching. Glad you're finally here. At least I think you're here. Oh well... back to mussing over incoherent thoughts. Sweet dreams. Blissful dreams.