I’ll forever dismiss any arguments to my contention that sponges are perpetually bored. What creature can withstand a stationary lifetime on the bottom of the sea, as splendid marine life prances around it?

Though sponges lack nervous, digestive, or circulatory systems, surely they’re blessed with an active imagination, a desire to solve puzzles, and more than a passing intuition about the formation of our galaxy. Yet, there they are, stuck in the frigid watery depths, incapable of even displaying their frustration.