It's not quite depression. It's definitely not sloth. There's a tinge of "why bother" and a whole lot of "who cares?" And as for those wondering if SAD is a possibility, well, that wouldn't explain this starting in June.
Who knows why it started. It just feels like the school year ended and a fog came down. It stayed down during a wonderful vacation, visits from friends, some great culture culturing, many good books read (and some not-so-good books given up on) and other things happening that generally fall into the "life's not bad" category. But it's real, and it's there. The only thing that has consistently reached through that is cuddling with The Herd (in as much as The Herd allows for cuddling).
The thing is, there are things I've felt passionately about. There are times when, as I drifted off to sleep or drove somewhere, I had something I wanted to share with my devoted readership. But... obviously, it never happened. Somewhere between thought and action, things got derailed.
I can't - or perhaps won't is the better word - promise to be or do or blog better in the future. But I will try. And right now, that's difficult enough.
Thanks for sticking with me, and for understanding.