Listening to every heart
Alas, cruel boredom, indeed.
It is far too easy to become bored today. Too much comes at us, everything is too easy, and I'll bet you've never picked up a chick from the nest, or dog's poop in your life, right?
That's okay, it's not expected today.
Except that people still do it.
All of the above responses were indeed in your favor. However, my suggestion might be a bit easier, in several ways.
You see, around this country, in our times now as we know them, there are several "safe people" in need. They are senior citizens, some of which are in their own homes; some of which are within hospice reach; and some of them are in hospitals. I say "safe people" because in these instances, your folks would know that YOU were safe in going into these zones of life.
So, go volunteer, or perhaps get a part-time job of helping with senior citizens so you can get a first hand idea of what it might be like in 60 years, when you might need assistance with living.
Some nursing homes are now called Eden Centers, and that is because they allow volunteers with worthy animals such as people-friendly cats, dogs, and birds come into their centers to help ease the life of the elderly.
Children are bored because no one talks to them about what they can do. Mothers and Fathers are far too busy making sure that the mortgage is paid for, the insurance premiums are met, the bills are paid for the use of your computer access.
So take a break from your "oh-woe is me" sentiments and look around yourself. While a lot of your input is coming from some generations past your decade, remember that we were there, too! I remember one summer that seemed so interminably long, that I couldn't wait for school! Yet, my ever-wise father said, "don't wish your life away."
It comes at you, faster than Nike ever could.
It was brave of you to say you need some help.
Now, take some of the comments from your peers and poet friends, and realize that you have a whole world to offer to others.
And then break open a book or two...
" It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love