ennui

hard to shake off, this inability to do much else, to engage intellectually in the content ideas in one's work (a few months ago i was voraciously devouring these philosophy books the moment i got them), to adjust physically my environs (a bit less than passionate now over my verve for housework), to expand emotionally relationships necessary and obligatory (maintainence and cruise-control is all about i can manage), in short, a listlessness inured by the mundane. (no irony the console game that occupies my time is entitled oblivion.)