Daniel

Boredom was his worst nightmare. He loathed it. While other people enjoyed being lazy, he was easily bored and it drove him mad. At least he had coffee. Part-time translation work left something to be desired- a challenge. He might not be fond of the running and fighting that he usually had to do but at least he got something challenging to do out of it, whether translating, comparing one language with another or figuring out an artifact's purpose. And now he spent half his time translating leaflets for companies and the other half watching daytime TV. The occasional physiotherapy made sure he kept track of the days. It would be nice just to be able to talk to the other two, but no, he was resigned to lonely boredom for an indefinite period. Lovely. 135