After an intense few years emotionally I feel totally “meh” about absolutely everything and as an introvert, I have loved the change of pace brought about by lockdown - wfh, fewer social expectations etc.
So in once sense I’m the happiest I’ve ever been as the pressure is off in lots of ways.... though saying that I also feel totally neutral about most things. It’s like I can’t muster up much enthusiasm for anything but actually I don’t care. I’m apathetic about my apathy!
What to have for dinner - meh.
LC with close relative - meh.
What to wear each day - meh.
Big deadline for big project at work - meh.
Untidy house - meh.
Good financial position and corresponding choices/options - meh.
Friendships that seem to be drifting - meh.
Friendships they seem to be blossoming - meh.
Tired - meh.
Good weather - meh.
Fat arse - meh.
Shit wardrobe - meh.
So much doesn’t matter when lockdown is in place and it is a relief. I like living in this bubble where not much happens, where I don’t have to dress up for work or stretch myself to meet family obligations. But I still feel meh. But I like that too - it’s quite nice to not give a shit about anything much.