ennui dripping constantly into my system, i plod listlessly through a quagmire of mundane days.

watching, hoping, dreaming, Waiting. but never doing.

as i wait for deliverance from this inertia, the entropy around me seems to intensify.

myriad thoughts of breaking the self-imposed shackles swirl like a clammy mist.

the need to breathe makes me gasp.

i suck in lungfuls of sweet life!

was i not breathing deeply enough?

when did this ennui become my sustenance?

i have to pull out this drip, the joys of life are fortifying enough.

and they are waiting to be consumed in full.

let the gluttony begin.