Is Contentment Boredom in Disguise?

One thing I've learned from the various dramas that have occurred in my life, is that drama is like a runaway train that speeds up and out of control by the energy it receives. If it's negative energy as fuel you can be sure it will meet the destination in a crash and burn scenario. If it's positive energy it will fuel joy, laughter, and excitement until it reaches a peak, runs out of steam, and then gently plateaus to a point of rest and relaxation. Often during this rest period when nothing is really exciting and yet nothing is dramatically wrong, there is a sense of restlessness. This restlessness is a subtle form anxiety that occurs when we are "just being" without distraction. We are taught at a young age that it is unhealthy to "do nothing" and so there is the constant striving for activity and interest in doing anything... especially if it means creating drama. Imagine going to a dinner party and being asked, "how are you doing?" I can almost bet that no one will want to interact with you if you answer complacently, "just being," and leave it at that. It's usually the most dramatic storytellers as crafters of doing, thinking, and feeling that garner all the attention because it's taught that "just being" is well... boring. But the positive side of boring (defined as a lack of interest or activity) is that by learning to be comfortable with that natural plateau of life's ups and downs, there is a sense of peace or contentment that starts creeping in. Though everyone claims to strive for peace, I don't think anyone would be willing to give up the excitements or arousals that would cease to be in that perfect state of contented being. There would be nothing left to strive for, and that in itself would be a form of death. No wonder, as we yawn at the everyday ordinariness of the life we have carved for ourselves, we get anxious when bored. As co-creators in a world that thrives on dramas and distraction, peace or contentment is really just boredom in disguise.