Being bored to death is confronting life
said the concluding paragraph of my undergraduate dissertation. It continued:
in boredom we get taken away from the trivialities of the world and towards whatever is important to us.
I then went on to tell you the questions your declarations of boredom inadvertently answer:
what am I doing?
why am I doing it?
what meaningful activities do I want to engage in?
True, feeling bored can be unpleasant. It can force us to stare at the clock and wish our time away.
But the phenomenon of boredom transcends the experience itself
which itself can only be transended by the bullshit of the very sentence it sits in.
As Heidegger would argue, when we are bored we are made acutely conscious of the passing of time and therefore of the fleeting nature of life.
By enabling us to establish both where we are and where we want to be, boredom reminds us what it means to be alive.