"Why is life so boring?"
This single question dominated my head for a year, and that was the worst year of my life. You know why?
Because I was sitting around on my fucking ass doing nothing, waiting for some miracle, instead of chasing what I wanted. I was relying on others for action, instead of finding that action myself. It took me a fucking year to realize that this was what was fueling my depressed lethargy.
Now, every morning I prepare a schedule consisting of exactly what I need to get done. I find if I don't do this, my day is complete shit.
Listen, I don't give a fuck what it is. Do what you want. But if it's something that needs to get done, GET. IT. DONE. Don't just think:
"Oh, I gotta wait till x happens before I can possibly do x."
Fuck that. You know why? Because if you get into this habit, you're gonna keep making up excuses for why you aren't actively pursuing your goals. If you want something, and you aren't actively pursuing it, you don't really want it.
Stay busy. When you're left to your own thoughts, you will always lose. Get shit done. Pursue your interests.