Boring!

I don't really know what I like. No, that's not right. I don't really like boring. I read somewhere once that if you feel like Life is boring, you may be depressed. I'm not really sure how to feel about that? Maybe it's some kind of coping mechanism for that bland, dull feeling you get when you're depressed. That gray feeling is defined as boring instead of melancholy.

One of the things that was asked, to help the reader define what they were feeling, was if you considered yourself boring. I very much don't consider myself boring. At least I usually don't, but on a recent visit to family I realized that, when asked what was going on in my life, a dull nothing was all that came to mind. I had to scrape the recesses of my memory to find some of the things that had happened recently that were at least semi interesting. Does that mean that I'm boring? I highly doubt that. I just feel like nothing of any interest happens to me.

So we come to a stand still, an impasse. Am I depressed or is my life literally boring? I lean towards the latter, but logically it's more likely a mix of both. Oh well!