Something I have been thinking about a lot recently is the absence of boredom in my life. It used to be this specter that I feared so much, and I would avoid certain experiences entirely because I was so terrified of deep, prolonged boredom. You know how people always say, “Oh, kids these days with their devices. They don’t know what it’s like to be bored anymore.” I wouldn’t agree with that because when I’m alone with my thoughts, even lying in bed alone at night, or on a walk, I don’t get bored because that is when I have time and space to think. I love that.