my life is very lackluster right now. i've got no pep, pizzaz, or kick. there are things to do, things to fill my time, but there's nothing with hot sauce on any of my burners.
ain't nothing to look forward. sure, there are things on the grand scheme of existence (the literal gathering, the rapture, the new jerusalem), but not in the one day from now, one week from now, one month from now sort of way, at least nothing that's pulling on my heart strings and zinging me up.
i've got my head in a bucket of vanilla pudding. blandsville, usa.