I get incredibly anxious, sometimes I just can’t handle it. Each little event can trigger it and even now I sometimes feel it spin and dive within me. It should be a dead emotion. Stuff happens and it hits you, has you running scared. You await the finale with bated breath and sick clogs up the throat. Then it keeps going. It keeps ticking, the cause won’t meet an end anytime soon, it won’t run out. I grow bored. No more anxiety for this event. Even the harshest and most real threats grow tiresome when it drags on too long. This isn’t an art house production, get on with it.

Boredom comes from repetition, repetition sinks into the anxiety. If one was to see death constantly, would they stop caring?

Worries, problems boredom.


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