Rut

There's something wrong with me. I was reading for fun, but I had to stop because I lost interest midway through. I'm utterly bored with television. I can't bring myself to watch my current Netflix, Motorcycle Diaries, because I can just FEEL it'll be total snoozers. I have no inclination to respond to any of my potentially subletters, and make back some of that massive cash hemorrage that is my lease. That reminds me, I have to pay my rent. Most alarmingly of all, I just passed through the whole Memorial Day sale period with all the online clothiers without buying a stitch of new clothes. Where did all my interests go? What did I do with the vim of life? I mean seriously: I just sat there this whole evening because I couldn't think of a single thing that would feel worthwhile.