In the interest of boredom

What does one do when they are bored?
Some would say nothing, because they can think of nothing interesting.
But if they would open their eyes, they would be surprised.
At all the interesting things that surround them.
Up in the sky, they could find bird flying, clouds constantly changing as they move, planes flying, stars glittering, or fireworks exploding.
On the ground, they could find beautiful flowers, insects crawling, cats sleeping, colorful rocks in a stream, or a sapling growing.
These are only a few of the things you can find on the ground or in the sky.
Yet still you claim to be bored?
Feel the heat of the air in the summer or the chill as you breathe on a wintry day. Listen to birds greet the morning. Then to the laughter of children as they play.
Open a book and be swept into adventure. Converse with a friend. Stare into the dark of night.
Look around. What do you see?
Boredom?
Possibly.
But there is a secret in the words "I'm bored."
I am.
There are so many things you that are.
Breathing, seeing, hearing, smelling, feeling.
Jumping, skipping, walking, running.
Laughing, singing, whispering, sobbing.
Happy.
Sad.
Lonely.
Content.
Why would you choose to be bored?
When there many, many other things you could be.
So next time you find yourself uninterested in your surroundings, stop.
And think.
It may be difficult at first, but you can find something to intrigue your mind.
Then you can say, "I'm interested."