Busy for a Reason

A while ago I remember writing about being bored and that very weird state of it. These days I happy to say there are no cries of boredom coming from me. Those that are closest to me and even live with me barely see me I am always on the go. I truly enjoy being on the go for one it makes me feel like I have a purpose. I love not not having anything to do. When I have a lot of free time it feels as if I am wasting it.
Other than the fact that I actually do love being busy, it also keeps me focused on other tasks at hand rather than things in my life that are not going as well as I want them. For instance, a lot of my previous blogs have been about the opposite sex but as of now I don’t even have the time of day to deal with me let alone another person.
Being busy also keeps me distracted from things I tend to over stress about when there is no need.
I know my family is doing ok but I worry a lot about them for no reason, being so busy keeps me moving and not stressing over things I cannot change.
The point is I have no more time for this ideal of boredom and that makes me happy with that said I really have to go.
More words from Ciggy later…
Peace Out.