Maybe it's just the cold and the fact that our heating doesn't work very well; maybe it's that my meal plan for the day is soup-for-one and beer for eight, but I woke up this morning with a horrible sensation of ennui. I can't even muster a proper fear-of-the-unknown and I stayed up all night reading ghost stories.
It's probably that damn Maslow Hierarchy of Needs again; now that I've gotten my professional life and my housing sorted, the next step is to get my social life together and I just can't seem to get over that wall. Perhaps I never truly had it, but it appears that somewhere along the way I lost the ability to make new friends and not just acquaintances.
Maybe I'll go get a cup of coffee and try to get back into the book I've been trying to read for the past month, maybe I'll make another futile trip downtown, just to feel like I've got traction again. I should probably start by putting on pants. *sigh*
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