I lack enthusiasm. I feel like I’m shutting down… again.
The TV is switched off, the light is off, I listen to no music, no podcasts. I’ve deactivated my social medias. No texting, no phoning. No reading. No guitar playing. No enthusiasm.
I just lay here in the dark; looking at the blackness, waiting for a cold breeze to blow in through the window to invigorate me. To give me sensation. There has been no breeze.
No feeling; only staring. Until I close my eyes.