Petrichor
Today is very boring.
It’s a very boring day.
There is nothing much to look at,
There is nothing much to say.There’s a peacock on my sneakers.
There’s a penguin on my head.
There’s a dormouse on my doorstep.
I am going back to bed.Today is very boring.
It is boring through and through.
There is absolutely nothing.
That I think I want to do.I see giants riding rhinos,
And an ogre with a sword.
There’s a dragon blowing smoke rings
I am positively… bored.Today is very boring,
I can hardly
Help but yawn.
There’s a flying saucer landing in the middle of my lawn.
A volcano just erupted less than half a mile away,
And I think I felt an earthquake.
It’s a very boring day.—Jack Prelutsky, in one of the more memorable episodes of Arthur, undoubtedly one of the greatest TV shows ever
It’s a very boring day, indeed. I woke up a few hours ago to the erratic pitter-patter of water, collected from last night and today’s early morning precipitation, pouring from the gutter just outside my window. The air in my room was, and is still is, dank. Should I get up yet? But what would I do? I felt hungry but was too lazy to cook breakfast. Even the really easy yet gastronomically rewarding task of boiling instant pancit canton noodles and sprinkling special seasoning over them afterward was too much work for me to make me want to get up. Or, the task was just so menial that I couldn’t be bothered with leaving the comfort of my bed to do it, even if the end product was for my own personal consumption and mine alone. I turned on the TV instead to find Helen Mirren pulling a slightly subdued Anna Wintour in front of an unassuming assistant. Not in the mood for some bitchy-boss-from-hell movie, so I switched to another channel. And another. And another. I gave up my attempt at watching quality TV at the blank interstice between two obscure local cable channels. Now, I am still assuming my favorite horizontal position, casually typing on Daniella (my laptop) and tapping on Hedwig (my phone) to publish a post and reply to a Saturday morning text message greeting, respectively.
It’s a very boring day. So far.
