Pursuit of Interestingness
The golden cage of boredom, the crisis of "what else," and why the pursuit of interesting-ness might just save you.
I sip lukewarm coffee and glance at the clock. 2:07 p.m. A meeting at three and another at 4:30. I need to chip away at the to-do list in between. I look at the list. A yawn creeps in. My bones ache, not from exertion, but from something deeper, something duller. A kind of existential fatigue, the body manifesting what my mind refuses to admit. I look at the clock again. 2:10 p.m. It’s going to be a long afternoon.
I can’t count how many afternoons felt like this when working across jobs. The python of drudgery would coil around me until I felt a literal, physical pain. Not every day, but at least a couple of times a week, which was enough to make me question what I was doing.
🥱 The golden cage of dis-interest
I know I’m not alone. Everyone feels this at some point in a job. The question is: how often?
These days, free from that routine, this creeping numbness of disinterest is rarer, but it does sneak up when:
I’ve been on YouTube too long, mindlessly clicking through videos.
When I’ve sc…
