So I was asked this by my friends kid. Would you rather live in the most boring place in the world, or be a hat? So to spice it up a little here are some rules.
If you live in the most boring place in the world: you can never leave, everything you do there and everyone else there is boring, you all live in a perpetual state of boredom.
If you choose to be a hat: you are not magical and can not talk, to anyone not a hat you are just a regular hat. If other hat people are around you can talk with them, but you don't know if there are other hat people until you are a hat so you might be alone. You can be any kind of hay you want
So lemmy I ask again, would you rather live in the most boring place in the world, or be a hat? And if you are really feeling spicy why?
That definition of boring reminds me of what I felt when I was experiencing depression last few years. Responses here seem to back it up, as most say that only escape from such place is death, because of inability to do even basic actions around myself. No motivation to create our change, just vegetative state until final void.
Being a hat, without any possibility of creating or interact seem like hell itself in its own right, as in this situation person cannot express themselves. It's tragic and reminds me of vegetative state people. Turning into inanimate object to live forever like that is not a life either. But not having any form of escape makes it worse imho.
Ultimately only difference between those choices is if you choose to make suffering finite or not for yourself. I chose boring life, because it can change. For anyone who has experienced it, let it be known, it can change :)