Every day since about 3 weeks ago I have felt like an empty carcass... like a left over cicada body... wandering around. No purpose, no goals, no feeling. I don't feel pressured to do anything, I don't feel stressed out or motivated by stress or fear. Mostly, I feel medicated. I'm a cargo jet filled with victims in a holding pattern. I keep doing what I have to do, but there is no golden ring at the end. Just a pile of bullshit.
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March 29, 2007
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This feeling that you are feeling? It's called ennui.
You must find something to laugh your ass off about. Get drunk, get dancing, get together with four of your funniest friends and take a mini-break to nowhere. Liminal experiences are best. You should have gone to Mardi Gras but now you're going to have to make your own party.
You don't have to feel like it. You just have to do it.
Posted by: Polly Poppins | March 31, 2007 at 06:42 PM
I am going to embrace being diagnosed as having ennui... and that's a great word that I don't use enough.
My aim for tomorrow is to find something to laugh my ass off at. And for anyone who has seen me in person, you know that will take a lot of laughing :-)
Posted by: beav | March 31, 2007 at 07:04 PM