The Trap of Everyday Boredom

How I hate you. You creep in at every stopped moment. You infect me with the tiredness of routine. Because of you, I desperately yearn for a change. With every day the same, I crave adventure. With you in my head, I no longer care. Until schedule breaks and I am given the bravery of rebellion, I know it will not change. So let me find the day. A day free of this retched boredom.