Lost

I am floating about weightlessly in deep space, undeterred by outside forces. Perhaps sooner or later, I will drift into a gravitational field of some sort. Or not. Only time will tell.

I’m not on drugs, I swear.

On a more serious note, this feels depressing. Much of what I used to find important no longer means anything to me. The main mood of today has been apathy. I don’t know what I want in life anymore, and uncertainty is all around me. I feel like I should be used to this by now (This certainly isn’t the first time I’ve felt this way.), but the falling away of something that seemed so definite is understandably shocking.

Bluh, it’s fine. It’ll probably pass. It always does. Soon enough I’ll find some new gravitational field to fall into and subsequently fall out of! Yay!