You may notice that this weeks entry is a little longer than most, and there is a good reason for that. Simply put, I’ve had more time than usual to fill. My regular readers (like there is such a thing) may recall that I write this waiting for my allergy shots. On my journey to the allergist’s office this week I encountered construction and destruction. As a result, I did not make it here before the rush. Yes, you have traffic to blame.

I really don’t have any idea what I’m about to say.
A woman walked through the door and sat down two seats from me. A child is coughing on the other side of the room. His mother just got up to get a piece of candy for him to suck on. An older child is playing with a wind-up car. Nine people are reading magazines. One person is doing paperwork. One person is going to the bathroom. One person is staring aimlessly. One person is pretending to be doing something important. This is thrilling stuff, I know.

The last couple of days I’ve found my mind wandering. I know I’ve said this before, and I’m saying it again. I’ve entered a bored faze. I know I’m loosing interest when my mental meandering becomes more frequent. What I need is a good jolt of enthusiasm. Isn’t there a prescription drug for that? “If you suffer from chronic boredom, ask your doctor about …. ENLIVEN.” Do you suppose insurance would cover that one?