Warning: Angst Ahead.

I seem to have lost the ability to give a shit about anything.

Now with that in mind let's take a look at the word "apathetic" :
A: From Greek a-. A negative prefix meaning "not" or "without". E.g. atom, "Not cuttable"; amoral, "without morals".

Pathetic: You know this word. See where I am going?


But really, I'm just not having any fun anymore. I'm not happy. I'm not inspired. I'm not excited about anything. I'm not even angry about anything. There is nothing I want see. Nothing I want to do. I am completely without purpose, entirely ineffectual, absolutely insipid.

There is nothing about my life that is particularly pitiable. If I had an ordinarily happy life I would be content to be just happy. But what I have ended up with is an ordinarily miserable life. I'm not so interesting as to be pathetic, thus (intentionally twisting the word) I am apathetic.

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Speaking of weird dreams

I've been meaning to write this down since Friday. Thursday night I had an odd and funny dream. In the dream I owned a farm. OK, weird enough, but what made it funny was it was a goth farm. The barn was black, all the farm equipment (tractor, combine, et al.) was black. My farm hands were all people from the club. It was spring and there was a lot going on. In the dream I was in the farmhouse taking down the storm shutters with Aaron (the one that works at Mac) who was outside on a ladder. It was wacky.

I think this was a delayed reaction from driving through some seriously rural farm country on the way to Bellingham last week.