As I sit on my bed while glancing through my window at the dancing leaves seemingly savoring the sudden burst of the cool breeze and the scorching heat of the sun, ennui descends upon me and drowns me in the incapability of finding something to think, do, or say. When at loose ends on times like this, I usually gorge myself in illusory mental image and be lost in solitary thought. Today however, everything is spacing me out.
I’m fighting the inanity real hard. I’m doing my very best to stomp it to the abode of the immeasurable deep chasm just so I could get back to my senses. This lethargy is eating me whole. Meanwhile, I’m going out and see the world as the sun disappears below the western horizon and as the birds tweet in perfect cadence finding their way home. My nocturnal aptness might save me, after all, I am dipping my toes in the water.
Whatever…
