I have reached a point of abject apathy. Phrases such as charity-fatigue, political-fatigue, reality tv-fatigue and so forth are often banded about by psychologists and the media, well I think I have reached life-fatigue. Surely it cannot be the constant grey skies sapping any natural day light there is, nor the fact that the temperature has barely managed double figures [Celsius scale] that has put me in this low apathetic mood.
There is a saying that misery loves company, well I cannot be miserable because I do not feel the need for company nor for imparting my general malaise upon anyone and everyone crossing my path.
Could it be that my nearest and dearest each slowly drowning in their own individual mire of despondency has worn me down to the point where I do not have the slightest yearning or effort to offer sympathy, opinion, advice or even empathy. I do not even have the drive to impart my catalogue of irritation.
It’s has taken me nearly two hours of enforced effort to even type these 1000+ characters of nothing.
Tomorrow is another day [of the same?]