Ode to Boredom

While looking at the ceiling,
lost in a mindless peering,
to me came the strangest idea,
the notion of reality being too real,

and as I started to wonder,
thinking on how I pondered,
ideas of a tired mind,
said hello, said goodbye,

and then I remembered;
how sand fills any space,
just like water,
just like air;

and as I gained conscience of the absurdity of the moment, 
there came to my attention,
while wishing someone would come and make a comment,
a spider crawling in my direction,

so unexpectedly came such a dilemma,
should I let go?
Or should I squash the poor fella?

I found myself thinking rapidly,
time was running out,
and I wouldn't want to commit some stupidity,

I pondered the situation,
should I surrender to my fear?,
the spider got closer and closer,
or should I let it go free?,

then the worst happened,
I got distracted,
thinking about how things change,
faster and faster,

one second thinking in what to think
and in just a moment,
trying to make ends meet,

I realized I had lost precious time,
the spider almost upon me,
where should I go?
Where should I flee?

I Couldn’t take the pressure,
I wasn’t prepared,
such a difficult decision,
I didn’t choose to be there,

my nerves finally collapsed,
as I fell to the floor,
as I fell on the small spider, finally,
all my problems were gone,

who would have guessed?
Who would have known?
That such a boring day,
would turn into such a thrilling adventure.