I've been so freaking blah lately. It feels freaking awful. There's this certain percentage of blah running about my life right now. It feels like a crazy, sometimes useless feeling. Or more a dreadfully alone and at times blank and endless state.
I have no definition of what this blah pertains to... possibly extreme boredom of some kind. I've been in this non-existent routine of blah for what feels like far too long.
Must I venture elsewhere to eradicate this perpetual feeling of blah?
Possibly.
Or possibly not.
But what can it be...
It's not writer's block.
Or the sudden death of a friendship.
Or the need to buy something pretty.
Or eat something yummy.
Or watch something funny.
But it's something.
I think I need a nice day at the beach. To sit by the water. Under the sun. Read something funny. Maybe the Knocked Up script. Could I be vitamin D deficient...?
I'm grasping.
Is this the slow start to a crisis or the slow beginning of new chapter?
Though painful, with bleak visibility, I'm gonna will it to be a new chapter.
