I've only been sailing for a year and a half but virtually all of my sailing has been blue-water sailing (over 5000 nautical miles and counting).
I've always been a "hyper" individual myself. But once I'm "out there" I tend to slow it down quiite a bit. I spend time checking my course, keeping a look-out for other boats, checking everything on the boat, estimating when I'll reach the next port, day-dreaming about what I'm going to do, eat, drink, etc. when I get there. I also think find things that need to be repaired when I get there and spend A LOT of time figuring out how I'm going to repair things and what items I will need to make those repairs
What I don't spend a lot of time doing is: stressing over silly BS. I don't think about a job, a boss, taxes
, material bs, politics, crime, etc.
The "hyper" me, stayed in port long ago. Time slows way down out there in the big blue. It's the one place I've found where one can truely relax and just live in the moment.
I single-hand (with the exception of my first-mate: Mr. Murphy) but he only causes trouble, doesn't talk, and only shows up when least desired.
The up-side to the solitude is that I am usually quite eager to engage in conversation with just about anyone once I reach shore. This has allowed me to make many new friends in ports
from Rhode Island
and eveywhere in between.
Also, you will really get to know yourself quite well after a year or two of blue-water sailing. It strips away all of bs and influences of society. You get down to the "true" you. You get a very clear sense of what's really important and what "things" really matter.
Your choices of what passes for entertainment will also evolve. I've watched a bee fly around my cockpit
for over an hour. I asked him where the hell he came from, what he was doing way out there, etc. He was a rather rude bee. He never answered or even acknowledged me. Just kept buzzing around the boat like he owned it.
Of course, there are times when the "boredom" is broken when the wind
and waves start to kick-up, the autopilot
breaks, your chartplotter
starts acting wierd and your furler
Just get out there. You'll find plenty to keep you occupied once you're out there. It takes some getting used to but once you get adjusted it's pretty cool. All the stress of land-life fades away and your just left with what really matters: Peace.