May. 25th, 2004 09:27 am
witchscauldron: (goth)
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I'm bored. I'm bored all the damn time. My brain won't shut off - it wants to be doing something, I know, but there's really nothing to do. It just keeps shuffling the same empty whispers in my head...churning up dust, as it were. Housework is busy work, so that gets done. But the painting I have to do is still sitting undone. Apparently I have no taste for it right now. So I'm bored. No idea how to break the cycle.

The weekend came and went. My sense of contentment on Friday didn't last to Saturday morning. It was just replaced with a grey indifference, and I can't seem to muster the energy to shrug it off. I suppose I'm pleasant enough in this state; I can make general small talk, I can function well enough around people. I just don't really feel anything.

Vague apprehension at the moment. Perhaps a breakdown isn't far off. Oh well.

-M.

Date: 2004-05-25 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shockwave77598.livejournal.com
At times like this, I write.

*hugs* A busy mind is a terrible thing to waste.

Date: 2004-05-25 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morgandria.livejournal.com
It isn't busy with useful thoughts or ideas. It's just a churning mass of doubt, fear, sadness, and painful events.

I envy you your writing. I haven't written anything seriously creative since high school, and I seem to have lost my taste for it.

-M.

Date: 2004-05-25 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shockwave77598.livejournal.com
It's like riding a bike; you never really forget how.

Date: 2004-05-25 07:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] frostymaii.livejournal.com
Sorry to hear of your funk. I know how it goes. There really isn't anything you want to do. Even though you feel you should be doing something. (told ya I knew) I hope things get better for you. *hugs*

Date: 2004-05-25 10:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mud-paw.livejournal.com
I think I know how you feel....I am totally lost inside right now...I don't care about much of anything...like my insides have hollowed out... I can't even draw...it just sickens me...I haven't done much but sit and stare lately...all inspiration is gone...my being feels dead...I honestly hope this improves...for both of us *hugs Morg warmly*

Date: 2004-05-25 02:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] metachaos.livejournal.com
I wonder if you don't need to be around people some more. -hugs- Invite a friend over?

Date: 2004-05-25 08:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morgandria.livejournal.com
I don't have those kinds of friends here. I know gamers, really, none of whom I see outside of gaming. All my hanging-out friends live somewhere else, usually at great distance. Sucks.

-M.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright