There was a time, not so long ago, when I couldn’t sit still. I don’t mean in the hyperactive, childlike sense. I mean in the “if I’m not accomplishing things in those moments, I’m a failure” sense. The second I found five minutes to spare, I’d scroll. Refresh. Click. Check the refrigerator. Gather a to-do … Continue reading Making Boredom Beautiful: Why I Stopped Filling Every Quiet Moment