A Little Bored

Right now I'm a little bored. I do a little of this, then a little of that, then pop another jelly bean in mouth, etc. 

The birds are singing. The house is quiet. We should have already left for church. There should have already been a lot of movement and laughter and food. But not today. 

The house is quiet. 

I used to be able to think of cool things to say. Lately, my head seems empty. Maybe I've let it become empty. Maybe I've stopped filling it back up, with good things. Maybe I've become dull and lazy. There is still hope. I can still struggle to find words to write. But are they words worth anything?

Thoughts from boredom.