Plants First, Fish Next

The original intent of this journal was to chronicle the trials and tribulations of the struggling twenty-something, as I searched for love and happiness in the small city-burb of ManchVegas, NH. Now, I'm thirty-something, I've found love in many forms, happiness in even more, and now the struggle is just... well... life. And finding time to do the million and one things I want to do- including writing.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Without a Rudder

Ever feel directionless?  Like you're floating?  Not in the "happy cloud" way, but in the "I don't know where I'm going and I don't have the energy to care" way?  I've kinda got that feeling right now.  Hence why the post-silence.  I don't feel drained or depressed.  I do plenty of things just fine, but it's not easy to gather motivation.  Offer me a choice and I don't really care- sometimes I'll pick one just to move forward, but I don't have a strong inclination towards... well... anything.  It's been long enough that I need to DO something to snap out of it, but what?

Have you ever been in this mood?  Any suggestions?

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