Monday, January 28

The whole ...

... Neville thing is back. I hope it's just the time of year and not a sign of total mental collapse or life in an asylum (do they even have those anymore?).

4 comments:

e said...

mmmh. Ennui. Interesting. Say more about it, I don't think I have experienced it in a long time.

Ms Brown Mouse said...

E – Ennui, “a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom” – but that’s only part of it. I’m not just bored, I’m completely lacking in the desire to even look for something to jolt me out of the feeling. Nothing cheers me; nothing stops this all pervasive “blue” feeling. Physically I feel like I’m walking around draped in a wet blanket, all heavy and hard to move, all wilted. Usually walking to work gets the limbs swinging, the blood pumping – now I’m dragging myself the shortest distance possible. Mentally I just want to weep & sleep. I don’t want to do anything, not even the things I need to do, like the grocery shopping – not done, cleaning, not done. I spent most of the long weekend in bed reading, snoozing or lying looking at the ceiling – Complete waste of time.
It happens the same time every year, I just forget how horrid it is until it hits again. I know it will get better around the mid-to-end of March – but that doesn’t help me now. Gawd, what a whinge, just ignore me until it gets better.

e said...

Well, I'm not likely to ignore you, but I won't try to talk you out of it. If that's where you are, then so be it. Though I do recommend much Ping and Small therapy and iced drinks in the shade.

Ms Brown Mouse said...

E - the pusscat therapy does work a bit and I found out on Wednesday that a bit of unavoidable physical activity (2 x half hour walks though the city streets and parks) got the blood & endorphins pumping and a bit of the misery seeping away. Perhaps I should just force myself to walk about a bit, despite the heat & humidity.