Liz Danzico:

On the exquisite nature of boredom:

It’s about a certain mindset. Perfect boredom is the enjoyment of the moment of stasis that comes between slowing down and speeding up — like sitting at a traffic light for a particularly long time. It’s at the cusp of action, because however enjoyable it may be, boredom is really not a long-term aspiration. It’s for an afternoon before a sociable evening. It marks that point in a holiday when you’ve shrugged off all the concerns of work and home, explored the hotel and got used to the swimming pool, and everything has become totally familiar. ‘I’m bored’ just pops into your mind one morning as you’re laying your towel over the sunlounger before breakfast, and then you think ‘How lovely.’ It’s about the stillness and familiarity of that precise moment before the inevitable anxiety about packing up and heading back to God-knows-what.

Equal parts irreverent, innocuous, and inspiring, boredom is at once impossible to intentionally be (one can’t plan to be bored) and impossible to be without.

Here’s another part that I really enjoyed:

Boredom in the workplace is something else, of course. Here every moment has hovering over it the question-mark of time passing.