Jim's Story Part 2

 Part 2 of story about Jim.  Enjoy!

Jim looked around his apartment approvingly.  It wasn’t much.  He was aware of that.  But Jim never really felt that he needed much from life.  He supposed perhaps it was because of his ability to lose himself in his mind whenever he wanted to.  He didn’t need things around him, and perfect surroundings.  Jim was the kind of person who could just sit on the porch watching the passers-by, or sit at his window and look down on the street, or take a walk around the city and just take in the surroundings.  All on his own.  It is surprising the amount of people who are simply unable to do these things.  They would consider it boring.  Jim really did not know the meaning of being bored anymore.  He hadn’t felt that feeling in ages.  He could vaguely recall when he was a child, telling his parents that he was bored at certain times.  They would always respond by asking him how he could be bored; there were an endless amount of things that needed to be done.  Jim wasn’t interested in doing these things that needed to be done.  And now Jim didn’t get bored.  And he didn’t need to do these things that needed to be done in order to not be bored.  He could do nothing and not be bored.