I read the other story, and it says they like it when the things get less complex after they study them. Well, I enjoy EXACTLY THE OPPOSITE. The only problem is that everything always gets less complex. There IS NO FUN.
Mustn't grumble, I choose my life. Even if something is meant to be simple I can't leave it like that, there has to be something more. I seek meaning. Perhaps one day when I've picked through all the tangles it will indeed unravel to simplicity. Do I hope so? But...
Of all influences governing my life
I think boredom is one of the strongest.
I get easily bored
and to help myself I developed
a degree of deafness
after having learned, long time ago,
how to turn the switch off.
Only the things that tease my mind
may keep me busy.