You'll know. One day, you'll wake up at 25 or 30 and wonder where the hell all those years went and why you ever thought life was so damned boring that you had to find ways to climb out of your own skull instead of taking some kind of action to make it interesting again.
Learn a language. Get a job. Quit a job. Go back to school. Change your major. Get a hobby. Get another hobby. Make some friends. Pick up stakes and drive across the country in search of yourself/adventure/true love/freedom.
Life is ANYTHING but boring unless you decide to make it so.
Is it normal for me to drink cough syrup daily out of sheer boredom?
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You'll know. One day, you'll wake up at 25 or 30 and wonder where the hell all those years went and why you ever thought life was so damned boring that you had to find ways to climb out of your own skull instead of taking some kind of action to make it interesting again.
Learn a language. Get a job. Quit a job. Go back to school. Change your major. Get a hobby. Get another hobby. Make some friends. Pick up stakes and drive across the country in search of yourself/adventure/true love/freedom.
Life is ANYTHING but boring unless you decide to make it so.