Essay On My Dream Planet Movie

I have an extensive amount of jobs that constantly cross my mind but there are only two that I would have to consider calling my "dream job". One day I dream of owning a restaurant in San Clemente, California. It is a beach and the environment is soothing and peaceful. I would like to have a restaurant because what else do people love more than food? I would like for my customers to feel at home and have them so relaxed that they forget about the rest of their day, but this is only half of my dream job. The other half is to one day have a child, a child that I would love, guide and teach to be strong, so strong that one day after I am gone and the world has changed they will prevail and make their life worth living over again and again and they will forever leave their mark in time.

Raul Cardenas, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

As far as I can remember I have always wanted to become a medical doctor. More specifically, a cardiologist. I love the thought of saving a person's life. The road to becoming a doctor is a long process, but worth it in the end. Having the feeling of accomplishment and knowing that I have made an impact on a family's life, would be the greatest satisfaction for me.

Carissa Villarreal, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I do not as of now have a dream job, but there is a job I would like to give a shot. I would like to try being a band director because I would like to see how good I could teach music. I’m in band so it would be a good challenge.

Johnny Thompson, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I have always wanted to become the #1 Hispanic dancer. To twirl, twist and jump on stage is a way for me to feel free. Having no fear to get on stage and dance my heart out is my main priority. My dream job also consist of teaching those that are special ed, to teach them to dance and let them realize that just because they have disabilities it doesn't mean they are limited to do what they wish to do. To some, dancing is just you moving around but to me it means a lot more. Making my dream job a reality will be the best thing that could ever happen to me.

Gabriela Becerra, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

When I grow up, I want to be a realtor. I think that would be the perfect dream job. It would be amazing to sell houses to people, and help people find their perfect home.

Valerie Gonzalez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a professional chef; I would like to own my own restaurant and to be my own boss. To have the talent of being able to cook finger licking meals, in my opinion, would be amazing. People would spread the word and make me famous; others would travel from other places just to try the exquisite food being furnished by my talent. Most importantly I would be happy, making others happy, while doing what I love the most, cooking.

Sandra Martinez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

Well my dream job is to be a free lance photographer because you go where you want, when you want, and you take pictures of events that are extraordinary and capture them forever. Also it’s an adventure   

Dominic Ortiz, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a naval doctor. I want to be this because to know that I would be the one to help save the lives of the people who defend this country would be rewarding. I would love to be the one to be able to tell the sailor that he didn't risk his life for nothing. I want to be the person that helped the people on the front lines. Navy Medicine is my dream job; I want to save lives, but not just any life, our sailors' lives, the ones who protect freedom. 

Sierra Pena, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job has been to be a Vet. I have always loved animals, since I was little. I never liked to see animals sick, hurt, or anything. I want to help them, so they won't be sick or hurt, and so they can feel better after their visit.

Jessica Diaz, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I would like to be a doctor because I have always wanted to help people.

Nora Katana Sims, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I want to be a teacher because our future is in the hands of our children. Children are the future teach them well and let them lead the way.

Claudio Carreon, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to become a professional international model. I would love to travel the world and model all the different and wonderful designers’ clothes. Modeling seems so exciting and outgoing.

Caitlyn Skalitsky, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a veterinarian because I love animals and it pains me to see hurt or sick animals going around. If it were up to me, there wouldn't be any sick or hurt animals anymore because I'd treat them all

Isabel Oliva, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is being a lawyer, because if I was a lawyer then I would get paid a lot of money, and my uncle is a lawyer so it would be cool if I get to work with him because he hardly loses a case.

Daniel Tobin, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

Ever since I saw how happy people can get on their wedding day I knew what I wanted to be. Bringing people joy on their special day makes me feel satisfied. Being a wedding planner would be my dream job. Just helping them prepare for the big event gets me excited. Making couples achieve one the happiest moments in their life gives me great pride.

Clarissa Castillo, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

Every since fifth grade I have been in choir. I have learned to love classical and opera music, that’s why my dream job is to be an opera singer. I would love to be an opera singer and travel the world. I would love to sing in London and be known as a world famous opera singer.

Diana Garza, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I have always wanted to be a professional photographer. The reason why I want to be a photographer is because ever since I was 5 years old I love to take pictures of people, and of nature, or simply I would just take random snap shots of things that I thought were cool. From then on my mom thought it would be a good Idea that I dedicate my time taking photography classes. I loved those classes but after a while I stopped going since I saw photography a different way than my teacher. He saw it as a job, and well let’s just say that I saw it as art, and the way of capturing the beauty of something and keeping it for a very long time. Don’t get me wrong I still take pictures but now I do it as a hobby.

Tatania A. Zuniga, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be being a professional photographer or a movie producer; I’ve always imagined myself doing the photo shoot of the cover of Seventeen Magazine and Vogue or producing the latest Nicholas Sparks movie.

Johanna Rodriguez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

Well my dream job would a graphic designer for video games, because well for one I like to play games and I think it would be pretty cool to actually make them as well and let other kids have fun playing them just like I did.

Michael Morales, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would have to be being CEO of a major company. Making a lot of money, making all the decisions, and not having to look up to anybody else. That would be an awesome feeling.

Jacob Martin, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is me becoming a part of the Air Force. Why? I would like to feel like I did something for my country and know I can accomplish anything in my path.

Diego Gonzalez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be to work with the President. Working with the President would be my dream job because I want to see all the hard work and decisions he has to make. I'm not very into politics but being able to work with him will teach me all I need to know.

Andrea Lopez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be to become an astronaut. My passion for space is an unbearable feeling that lies deep inside my heart. The mysteries that have been asked by millions of people have not yet been answered by NASA because of technology. Later on in the future, technology will be advanced and there will be answers to questions. I would like to be that one person to look down at young children and answer all there doubt's over space.

Gemma Mandujano, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would have to be a veterinarian; I'm an animal lover. I care for animals so much; I would do anything to save their lives. This job will never suit me because I'm the type of person who can't handle dissecting animals.

Alyssa Ramirez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to coach the U.S Olympian Track team because it would not only be a great experience, but also a great chance to meet up with some of the best athletes in the world.

Brianna De Leon, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a lawyer because to me it's the greatest way to be a productive member to society. It's a very stable job which is what's best if the economy is unstable. Besides that, I think it's a way that truly helps people with their legal problems.

Irene Infante, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a criminal profiler. I'm very intrigued with the crime units, and catching those who do wrong. I want to put an end to the disgusting things these peoples do, and nothing makes me happier then knowing children around the world can be safe, and that women can walk outside not fearing men coming behind them and doing the bad things that they do. I believe in a world where people can be free, and if not, everyone owes it to each other to do the best they can. We owe it ourselves to do the right thing, and the more years that go by the more society forgets that. I believe in putting criminals away, and doing the best I can to put them in a place where they either change, or they get out of our world.

Sydni Salinas, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be to work for National Geographic. I would be the one taking all the animal pictures, traveling around the world to do what I love. To see many different animals I have never heard before. To keep them safe and keep track of what they are.

Angelina Vasquez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a famous tattoo artist because I love art and it would be really amazing to get to permanently ink my skill on someone's body. Having the opportunity to make someone happy with my skill would be really great for me. I really want to prove to people that my artistic creativity is outstanding enough to really want me to tattoo them. Whether it's just some tribal tattoo, or a butterfly tattoo, or a sketch of a relatives face, I would really love to be a part of their experience of tattooing.

Erica Montes, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

Though I plan to study law, oddly enough I think my dream job would have to be a food critic. I love food, and tend to savor every flavor, and to have a job where I would be able to get paid to eat and critique the food I eat seems to be too good to be true.

Katarina Rodriguez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to work for NASA. Ever since I was a little kid I was amazed on how the rockets would soar up high in the sky. With so much thrust and power, it excites me. I want to be an aerospace engineer for them. I want to help make better rockets to use less fuel or maybe build a rocket that doesn’t use fuel at all. I hope one day I can become what I’ve always wanted to be.

Andres Dena, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be to work as an actress. Yes the money and the fame is wonderful but I have a different reason why I would love to be an actress. My reason is because with every script I receive and every character I play I get to become someone else. I get to have this whole other life and I am no longer Alexis Guerrero the famous movie star, I am anyone I want to be.

Alexis Guerrero, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a professional photographer. I remember when I was 8 years old; I'd always steal my mothers' camera and take pictures of nature and life in general, and spend hours concocting the perfect moment to take pictures. To be a photographer, you must have the three P's: patience, passion, and perfection. I would love to be a celebrated photographer, not for the fame, but for the recognition of capturing people's most cherished moments to preserve them for a life time.

Amee Jocelyne Garcia, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a chemist. I want to find knew discoveries in healthcare and medicine. I want to be the one to make the cure for all the diseases that are threatening families all over the world. I want to be able to help these people get better and see them live a longer and happier life without worrying about their health.

Tatianna Pena, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to become a chef, because no matter where you go on this earth there will always be people that are hungry. I want to own a restaurant and raise enough money to go to parts of the world and cook for them so they won’t be hungry for at least one day.

Danelle Potter, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be a "Large Animal Veterinarian" because I love working with livestock and would greatly enjoy helping them in any way possible.

Kevin Zimmerer, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

I plan on going to go to school to become an anesthesiologist, where I will help many people. Other than that I would want to be an actor, which I do currently pursue, even though those two career paths are complete opposites.

Matthew Lopez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would to be in the LPGA (Ladies Professional Golf Association). I have been playing golf since I was in middle school and I believe it would be an honor and privilege to have this job for the rest of my life, and I intend on making this reality. I have always wanted to be a professional golfer because to me it is not just a game, it is my life and all I ever think about, and that is my dream job.

Petra Bazan, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

When I am older my dream job is to be a CSI agent because the things they do are very interesting to me and this kind of job is a type of job I would love to have this kind of job because I am interested in all the things they do and the way they get the job done.

Andrew Cavazos, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream is to be an elementary teacher. I love children; it's amazing how much they can learn in a short time. Having this job will also help me have time to plan my own family, which is the most important thing to me.

Violeta Rico, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a veterinarian! I love animals very much and I know I would never get bored of being a vet, taking care of them would never be a bother to me. Ever since I was five years old, I said and knew that I wanted to be a veterinarian to help and care for every animal that I got in my hands on. And to be honest, the pay is very good and life would be great knowing that I have money for my family and going to work loving every moment. My dream job is not far away and I will try by best to accomplish college and be a vet one day.

Laurie Solis, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be an Aerospace Engineer, the reason why I want to be an Aerospace Engineer is because I have always dreamed of working as a mechanic like my dad, yet living in my favorite NFL football teams' hometown, Houston. Not only will I would have been able to live there and be an a mechanic, but work with NASA, sadly I cant no more due to the organization being close, and earn lots of money just to fix space shuttles and more cool scientific machines.

Lucio Pena, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be an astronaut. I've always been fascinated by space, the stars, supernovas, black holes and who knows maybe even aliens. I would love to explore space. That is my dream job.

Emerie Sanchez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a Psychologist. When I was little I had a walking disability, so I know what its like to get picked on and because of that I had trust issues for a long time. I had no one to help me through those times but I want to be able to help other people deal with their problems and not feel so alone. 

Kimberly Segura, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

When I found out you could be a chocolate taster for a living I flipped. I think that is the job for me because I love chocolate and could eat it all the time. Getting paid for it is just the perk of what you do everyday.

Lucero Hernandez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

To be a Composer or a Band Director, because I want to show people that music is not just noise to the ears. It tells a story behind each piece of music, also because music is everything to me. I want doing this career, for the rest of my life and I'm sure I will.

Abigail Gonzalez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a neonatal nurse for the newborn babies. I love babies with all my heart. I know how to take care of them, know how to change them, love them, feed them, and put them to sleep. I have that magic touch. Literally, I'll pick up a baby who is fussy and right away they will stop crying. I love babies. Someday I hope I will reach my dream job once I finish college. Then I will have reached my dream job.

Celina Casanova, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to become a surgeon. I would like to be this because I will love to be able to help people that are badly injured or those that need a transplant of some sort. I would also like to be a surgeon because I like seeing blood, well just as long as it isn't mine. I really hope to accomplish this goal in the future.

Jackie Ruiz, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be the CEO of a major company. It doesn’t really matter with whom as long as I get to help out a whole bunch of people. I would give my hardest workers big bonus. I would donate a lot of our company’s money to people who are in much need.

Dudley Shine, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

For my dream job I would like to be a marine biologist, being a marine biologist to me has so many perks including being near water, studying the vast life of the ocean, and just having a fun job in general.

Bryan de Leon, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to be a doctor. I want to be a doctor because I get to save lives, get to help sick people, and help people live longer. I have always wanted to be a doctor, since I was young, and that dream still lives. With the help of my teachers, I know I can make that dream happen.

Brenda Cardenas, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be to become a pediatric oncologist. I have always loved helping out others, and I love children. I want to become an oncologist because Cancer interests me and studying this deadly disease would be one of the many things I love to do in life. I’ve been interested in cancer as soon as my aunt was diagnosed with breast cancer; I wanted to know why it happened and how it happened. I began studying all about cancer ever since that day, and I wouldn’t want to be anything else besides a pediatric oncologist.

Amber Germain, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job is to become a lawyer. When I would watch television, lawyer shows would be on and they made it seem so awesome, being proven right when everyone thinks your wrong, it’s a wonderful feeling to have. I have had a way with my words that let people into my mind and they feel what I feel. I hope that my creative ways will indeed help me in my future job choice and make me a brilliant and compassionate lawyer.

Ashley Green, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My future job will be being a basketball player because basketball is a really good sport and I have a lot of love for that sport. When you’re a professional basketball player you get paid a lot for playing a basketball game. So you get to take care of your self and your family when you have a lot of money. So that’s why I want to be a professional basketball player.

Joseph Torres, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be playing for the Los Angeles Lakers. This would be my dream job because the Los Angeles Lakers are my favorite basketball team and my favorite thing to do is play basketball. If I could get paid millions of dollars to do something that I love, it would be awesome.

Daniel Rodriguez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would be playing for the NBA. Playing basketball is one of my hobbies and getting paid a lot of money to do that would be fabulous. The excitement that comes with playing with the greatest basketball players in the world must be unexplainable, and having fans support you throughout your career just makes it that much better.

Alejandro Valdez, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

The job of my dreams would be working at a police department as a blood splatter analyst. I would choose this career as my dream job because I’ve always wanted to be a part of a forensics team since I was small.

Jose Olivo, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

My dream job would have to be becoming a veterinarian. I've always loved helping animals, since I was little I'd care for homeless animals and the animals I had. It's a challenge as well because animals can't tell you what hurts or what's broken so you really have to understand their body movements and their facial reactions.

Jennifer Villanueva, Weslaco High School

Teacher: Dr. Jean Bovee

What follows is an account of an instance where I, a person of relatively sound mind and body, could not believe the evidence before my own eyes. It might not have been a hallucination that I experienced, but it was surely a great jolt of consciousness. The scene: I’m in my closet-sized cabin, inside a white dome built to house a crew of six for four months as part of an isolation experiment. As a crew, we are working and living as ‘explorers’ stationed on the surface of ‘Mars’. Our colony is lifelike and NASA-funded, but it is situated in a place quite a bit closer to home, on a remote slope of a Hawai’ian volcano.

It’s only a couple weeks before we are to be released, and I’m sitting on my bed with my laptop, sorting data from a sleep study I’ve been conducting on myself and my crewmates for the past three months. My cabin door is open. From the corner of my eye, I see a stranger walk into the washroom a few meters away. It’s odd, I think, for a stranger to be here. Our doors are not locked during the day, but our habitat is positioned in an isolated area, at a high elevation, far away from paved roads and pedestrians. The sight of an unfamiliar person nonchalantly using our facilities is enough to jack up my senses to high alert.

I watch as the stranger goes into the washroom and splashes water on his face. Do I know him? Why can’t I tell? If he is an intruder, why is he here? And what will he do when he’s done freshening up and sees me staring at him? I have three male crewmates and the man washing his face looks like none of them. Our crew commander shaves his head while this man has thick brown hair, slicked back. Another crewmate almost always wears buttoned-up long-sleeved shirts. The stranger is in a baggy black T-shirt. My third male crewmate is larger than the unfamiliar man and has curly red hair and a beard. This man is clean-shaven.

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Finally, the stranger steps out of the bathroom and confronts me. ‘What,’ he says, less a question, more a bark. His voice kicks me to reality. It’s Simon, our red-headed engineer who has evidently shorn his beard and lost more weight over the mission than I had previously noticed.

Still, my heart is racing and a surge of blood warms me from earlobe to fingertip. ‘I didn’t know who you were,’ I say. He nods and gives a slight smile. We both laugh uneasily at the absurd thought of an intruder. It’s almost too impossible for us to imagine.

And it was shortly thereafter, as the tail end of my terror entwined with the emergent joy of relief, that I notice I hadn’t felt anything so strongly in months. I had been living in a kind of torpor. I had believed myself to be quite busy and occupied with important tasks during our time on Mars but, somewhere along the way, mental fatigue had become my baseline state. I was loathe to admit it at the time, because it implied a poor personality match with adventurers and those of the explorer class in which my crew and I – acting earnestly as astronaut stand-ins – saw ourselves. Yet, in retrospect, there is no escaping it: I was bored and had been bored for quite some time.

What kind of person gets bored? Only a boring one, ha-ha. Or, children who have piles of toys but no motivation to play. Also teenagers, who now use Twitter as a megaphone to fascinate (or bore) the rest of us with short descriptions of educational ennui. But to be bored as an adult? Perhaps you aren’t as busy with family and work as you should be. Hasn’t technology obliterated our opportunities for boredom? Don’t we reach for our phones at the first itch of idleness, to check in on the Facebook feed, thumb through work email, or text a funny observation to a friend? Conventional wisdom tells us that an adult with enough downtime to be bored has surely taken a wrong turn in life.

There are exceptions, of course. It is acceptable for you, an adult, to be bored with certain tasks, or with your career, or even your life. You can decry the fact that your days blend into weeks, and weeks into months, Wednesday barely distinguishable from October and so on. Maybe you are more bored than ever when you watch movies and television, read books and have conversations. You can even become bored scrolling through never-ending and inane Facebook updates, or an infinite Twitter feed of predictable headlines, celebrity photos, and the master-crafted self-promotion of your peers.

But suppose you never get bored. Suppose you can honestly say you are fully engaged and interested, almost always, in life and its offerings. You might find comfort in all of this busyness, but science has some bad news for you. Recent psychology research suggests boredom is good for you. It can lead to prosocial activities such as donating time or money to charity. And the daydreaming it prompts can produce insights and spur creativity, enabling happiness you didn’t know you were missing.

Now, say you are often bored. Maybe you’d rather not be bored or maybe you don’t care, but either way, you simply cannot avoid it. Bad news for you, too. Psychological studies have concluded that boredom leads to accidents and poor performance at work, to substance abuse, to overeating and binge-eating, and even to heart attacks.

has boredom become the psychological equivalent of a glass of red wine, to be enjoyed, guilt-free, only in moderation?

So what is it, then? Is boredom bad or good? Should we do our best, for the sake of our health and employment, to avoid it? Or has boredom become the psychological equivalent of a glass of red wine, to be enjoyed, guilt-free, only in moderation? Is the moderation of boredom desirable or even possible? How many successive rhetorical questions does it take to bore a reader? No one knows.

According to the contemporary Norwegian philosopher Lars Svendsen, the concept of boredom as we understand it today is distinctly modern. In A Philosophy of Boredom (2005), Svendsen notes that while it’s ‘always possible to find earlier texts that seem to anticipate the later phenomenon… boredom is not thematised to any major extent before the Romantic era’. It was during that time, he writes, that the concept became democratised, and not solely ‘a marginal phenomenon reserved for monks and the nobility’. ‘Boredom is the “privilege” of modern man,’ he adds.

And so here we are. Whether you believe we are experiencing peak ‘boredom privilege’ or whether you believe that a life well lived simply offers no time for boredom, most people agree: boredom itself is interesting. If only we knew what it actually was.

You might have a sense of what boredom feels like to you, but it’s the very subjective nature of boredom that makes it difficult to agree on a single definition.

Psychologists believe, broadly, that boredom can be divided into two major categories: situational boredom and existential boredom. Situational boredom is the kind that arises when an environment or situation doesn’t hold our interest, like staring at an uneventful radar screen for an hour. Existential boredom extends beyond discrete situations. It wraps itself, like a wet woollen blanket, around every aspect of life, so that a sufferer lives a life devoid of satisfaction.

The German psychiatrist Martin Doehlemann identifies two categories of boredom beyond situational and existential. These are a boredom of satiety, when one gets too much of something so that it loses its meaning, and a creative boredom, which is characterised by the way it compels a person to try something new.

But that’s not all. It seems there might also be five other boredom categories, wholly distinct from Doehlemann’s, as derived by the German psychologist Thomas Göetz. In 2006, Goetz outlined four categories of boredom based on questionnaires. And last year he announced the surprise discovery of an unexpected fifth type of boredom.

Boredom, then, is a multifaceted jewel with a glint dependent on ambient light. One of the great paradoxes of boredom is that it often plagues those in the most exciting of professions: explorers, astronauts, pilots, firefighters, sailors, and soldiers. In these fields, boredom is considered a real danger, because long periods of downtime must be endured between bursts of alertness and adventure.

Perhaps nothing is more boredom-producing than the monotony, idleness, and sensory deprivation endured when stranded for months on an ice floe in the Antarctic awaiting rescue. Such was the fate of the adventure-seeking crew of the Endurance, Ernest Shackleton’s ill-fated 1914 attempt to reach the South Pole.

In his diary, the first officer Lionel Greenstreet wrote:

Day passes day with very little or nothing to relieve the monotony. We take constitutionals round and round the floe but no one can go further as we are to all intents and purposes on an island. There is practically nothing fresh to read and nothing to talk about, all topics being absolutely exhausted… I never know what day of the week it is except when it is Sunday as we have Adélie liver and bacon for lunch and [it] is the great meal of the week and soon I shall not be able to know Sunday as our bacon will soon be finished. The pack around looks very much as it did four or five months ago…

Around the same time that Greenstreet complains of monotony, one of the expedition’s surgeons, Dr Alexander H Macklin, writes on idleness:

I am absolutely obsessed with the idea of escaping… We have been over 4 months on the floe – a time of absolute and utter inutility to anyone. There is absolutely nothing to do but kill time as best one may. Even at home, with theatres and all sorts of amusements, changes of scene and people, four months idleness would be tedious: One can then imagine how much worse it is for us. One looks forward to meals, not for what one will get, but as definite breaks in the day. All around us we have day after day the same unbroken whiteness, unrelieved by anything at all.

More recently, in November 2011, the British explorer Felicity Aston embarked on a solo journey across Antarctica, skiing for a total of 59 days. The secret of her motivation, she told the website Travelbite in 2012, was the simple act of following a routine, as well as a mix of more than 800 music tracks – although, by the end of it she was, she said, ‘bored with pretty much all of them’.

Aston also described a visual monotony and social isolation she experienced while skiing that seemed maddening:

Because I had no one else to talk to I found that I started talking to the sun (as it was the only different thing in the landscape!), as if it was a friend accompanying me on the trip. Sometimes the sun would even answer back, asking why I was doing such a silly thing!

It’s conditions such as these – monotony, idleness, tedium, sensory deprivation, loneliness – that concern NASA psychologists who want to send a crew to Mars. Using existing technologies, a trip to the red planet will take 200 to 300 days of travel. Most of the time will be spent inside a cramped capsule. There will be a communication delay with Earth of up to 20 minutes due to a yawning gap of tens of millions of miles. Real-time chatting or video calls with friends and family and mission support will be impossible.

Mars crews would likely need to operate with a high level of autonomy because of this communication delay. Many people believe autonomy, which implies freedom of choice, can stave off boredom. Indeed, work imbued with personal meaning can be a potential salve, but it can’t fix everything. In addition to the isolation and sensory deprivation, there will still be repetition of meals and routines and clothing and conversations between crewmembers. The workloads will still likely be full of tedium with narrow margins for error. In short, a mission to Mars has the perfect ingredient list for boredom and disaster borne of boredom.

Crewmembers aboard Antarctic exploring vessels need to climb masts, secure lines, and so on. And even if they’re not involved in these activities, they likely at least feel the sensation of wind against their bodies and wood and ice underfoot, all tangible reminders of the passing of time and the harshness and dangers of the environment. Mars explorers, in contrast, would live in a much smaller ship with far fewer sensory inputs. Technology, from propulsion systems to plumbing, would lay hidden behind panels, displays, and buttons. Time will more easily blur and dangers will be more difficult to sense.

To bored crewmembers, a system failure might present as an alarm clock trying to rouse a person from sleep

When Shackleton’s Endurance was trapped in ice, the crew could hear the creaking, whining, and eventual explosions of the wooden hull, leaving no doubt to the seriousness of their situation. On a Mars-bound ship, danger might creep into crew consciousness with a blinking light or a beeping alert. To bored crewmembers, a system failure might present itself as something like an alarm clock feebly trying to rouse a person from the haze of sleep.

On the International Space Station, 250 miles above the planet’s surface, astronauts spend much of their leisure time gazing at and photographing Earth. As a Mars-bound ship drifts millions of miles from home, this major source of interest and connection to humanity will recede into the void.

A trip to Mars, with its invisible technology and vast, unprecedented distance from home, could estrange or alienate a crew to an unprecedented degree. Such a distance could produce an entirely new kind of boredom, impossible to imagine on Earth.

Or, it might not be so bad. In addition to selecting astronauts with sound minds, providing the crew with careful and considerate mission support, and enabling crew autonomy in work and leisure (such as with games and films), another way psychologists suppose NASA could beat boredom could be through interior design. One suggestion has been to include a periscope inside a Mars-bound ship that could magnify an image of Earth for gazing. Another is to include a system that projects Earth images onto a screen, or a kind of holodeck, like the one from the 1980s TV series Star Trek: The Next Generation.

It could also be important for mission support to remind the crew, often and in varying ways, about the importance of the goal, for all humanity, of exploring Mars. The 19th-century philosopher Arthur Schopenhauer wrote in his essay On the Vanity of Existence (1851), ‘as things are, we take no pleasure in existence except when we are striving after something’. This would seem to be especially true for high-achieving people such as those traditionally selected as astronauts.

Some creative people claim that there are generative benefits that come from spending time in a state of low arousal and monotony, as though boredom primes their minds to receive new ideas and connections. Siegfried Kracauer, the 20th-century German writer and critic, wrote an essay called Boredom (1924), in which he argues its virtues and claims:

If… one has the patience, the sort of patience specific to legitimate boredom, then one experiences a kind of bliss that is almost unearthly. A landscape appears in which colourful peacocks strut about and images of people suffused with soul come into view. And look – your own soul is likewise swelling, and in ecstasy you name what you have always lacked: the great passion. Were this passion – which shimmers like a comet – to descend, were it to envelop you, the others, and the world – oh, then boredom would come to an end, and everything that exists would be…

This sentiment accompanied David Foster Wallace while he was writing The Pale King (2011), a novel about IRS employees and boredom, published after his suicide in 2008. In a note accompanying the manuscript, Wallace wrote:

Bliss – a second-by-second joy and gratitude at the gift of being alive, conscious – lies on the other side of crushing, crushing boredom… Pay close attention to the most tedious thing you can find (Tax Returns, Televised Golf) and, in waves, a boredom like you’ve never known will wash over you and just about kill you. Ride these out, and it’s like stepping back from black and white into colour. Like water after days in the desert. Instant bliss in every atom.

This bliss is just the sort of thing that might launch a creative project or spur a major life change, for better or worse. Perhaps it was boredom, coupled with the remnants of my childhood dream of being an astronaut that prompted me to apply to the four-month isolation experiment to simulate a Mars mission. And, in full circle-fashion, that’s where I finally came to know my own particular flavour of boredom and how it manifests in me.

The Mars project, called HI-SEAS (Hawai’i Space Exploration Analog and Simulation), was designed to investigate a particular type of boredom called menu fatigue or food boredom. Because food is crucial to energy, health, and morale, and because astronauts tend to tire of the same pre-packaged meals and eat fewer calories, NASA funded the HI-SEAS project to see whether it might be better to let a crew cook some meals for themselves once they regained gravity on the Martian surface. The study ended last August, and the results aren’t yet in, but I suspect that the variety of food available was sufficient so that cuisine wasn’t my major source of boredom. There were other, more insidious culprits.

About halfway through the mission, the journalist Maggie Koerth-Baker emailed to ask how we were holding up, boredom-wise. She was writing a New York Times magazine piece on the topic. As a crew, we discussed it: we certainly didn’t feel bored. We always had something to do, from personal projects, to exercising, to chores and maintenance, to putting on spacesuit simulacrums to venture outside, to writing reports and summaries of our activities, to filling out the numerous, sometimes lengthy, daily surveys and writing journal entries.

In fact, we felt like we couldn’t quite catch up. A good night’s sleep proved difficult for most of us; you could often hear at least one person tapping away on a keyboard well past midnight. In retrospect, our leisure time was quite minimal. Two nights a week we watched a movie that, while scheduled and enjoyed, often felt a little forced. Sundays were mostly free days, although surveys and meal reports were still required, and many of us used that day to catch up on lingering work obligations. We did, however, celebrate monthly milestones and birthdays with specially prepared food and music.

With some distance from the project, I see now that it had its own brand of monotony that began to wear us down. Some of us didn’t go outside much. Putting the suits on was a hassle and it seemed to detract from personal projects, most of which were done indoors. We kept the same daily schedule for exercise, meals, chores, and work; we sat in the same seats around our table; we answered the same survey questions day after day; we wore the same few outfits week after week. The dome, while beautifully designed, was covered in white vinyl that none of us modified with paint, fabric, pictures or posters. We began to joke about our ‘puffy white walls’, and an institutionalised life.

Of course, we all found ways to distract and entertain ourselves. I, for instance, juggled tennis balls, batted around balloons, and tried, without success, to play the ukulele. I also read a good number of books and articles, and spent time writing and listening to podcasts and music. One crewmate took up night photography, a satisfying and ever-evolving challenge. Another crewmate staggered her research projects throughout the mission so she would have a new one to look forward to every couple of weeks. Others played video games and listened to music.

a crewmember joked, with a wild look in his eye, that he imagined ripping through the habitat cover and going for a walk, sans spacesuit

It’s easy to see how we believed we weren’t bored at the time, especially since we all knew the negative association boredom has for astronauts and explorers. We did begin to feel restless at the end, though. At the time, one crewmember joked, with a wild look in his eye, that he imagined ripping through the habitat cover and finally going for a walk, sans spacesuit.

Before Mars, I had always assumed I wasn’t the type to get bored. I was never compelled to call anything boring, no matter how monotonous; it seemed like a simplistic dismissal. After all, life was far too interesting for that. But after the shock I felt that fateful day when our engineer masqueraded as a beardless stranger outside my room, I started to take boredom more seriously. The extreme contrast between an emotional height and my previously muted state let me see my own version of boredom for what it was.

And indeed, I had experienced it before. After doing some reading around on the topic, I discovered that certain behaviours – imagining oneself in the future, making new plans, learning new skills, setting goals, trying to refresh and start anew – are typical of someone who feels bored. I could check all of these off. For as long as I can remember, I’ve responded to an ill-defined niggling inside that propels me to try new things.

I was often inspired to try new things on Mars, whether it was new kinds of writing, sketching, or picking up an instrument. And there was absolutely a point in the mission when all I could do was think about future plans: my wife and I signing up for a timeshare yurt with friends, for instance, or travelling to Puerto Rico, or writing a new book. Some of these imaginings certainly bordered on bliss. All this felt familiar, somehow. Might I actually suffer from chronic boredom and not even know it?

My time on Mars showed me the light and dark side of boredom. My creative side relished the opportunity for a quiet mind that could seek out new tasks and get lost in an imaginary futures. But the wannabe astronaut in me worried that boredom lowered my interest in certain necessary and repetitive tasks and led to needless ennui. If only boredom could be compartmentalised. And I wonder now if that’s what all this talk about missions to Mars is about. Our astronauts and explorers act as collective bearers of boredom as we search for new worlds and experiences.

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Kate Greene

is a freelance science and technology journalist, whose work has appeared in Discover & The Economist, among others. She spent four months in Hawaii on a simulated Mars mission for NASA.

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