Boredom

I seem to have a tendency to go on and on rambling about whatever comes to mind whenever I am nervous, bored, anxious, or all of the above. Please excuse the randomness of said post. I’m no longer the kind of person that absolutely NEEDS things to be done in a particular order. I’m now more so, the kind of person that ‘goes with the flow’. No longer shall I have organized, clean cut, T’s crossed, I’s dotted, posts. What is the point of that? Why must everything be so black and white? Is everything in life truly this black and white? Yes, no, good, bad, right, wrong? No maybes? Ah whatever. Enough said.