I am oddly neutral.
I find myself without excitement or interest. I am not melancholy. I am not unrested. I only find myself uninterested in anything.
I have received a telephone call from my Coastie. I should return it soon but there is not the customary zeal to do so. It is almost a regret.
My violin looks foreign to me. It is usual for me to play at various times. Today there is no desire. I am loath to touch the strings or the bow.
Perhaps it is enough to say today, I am odd. *sigh*
A day spent in quiet is not a day wasted in my opinion. Sometimes the mind needs time to simply digest all that it has consumed.
ReplyDeleteSounds like apathy.
ReplyDeletePerhaps a new hobby, like running, will bring some excitement. ;-)