Waiting

Waiting, a fundamental part of life.... and presumably, the most boring bit. For the past few days, although marked with random events, has been excruciatingly boring and I don't really have a remedy. I have been waiting for classes to start, for friends to arrive, and for the boredom to cease. The thing is, the more you focus on this time spent doing nothing, the more it seems wasted. I am waiting for something to happen in my life, for it to speed back up and kick me out of this rut. Much of this, I feel is due to my adventure filled summer. Why is this always so. The more exciting an event or situation is, the less exciting the time following it always seems to be. Another quandary of life suppose. Only a day or so until it passes, but this day of waiting, might just feel like a day of eternal boredom.