In Between

i will not try to make an excuse on why my writing has suddenly stopped. nothing seems to come out of my system.  to be honest, i have not woken up fully from my dream state and moving along life as a zombie pretending to act normal is very exhausting.  it never occurred to me how tired i was until i noticed that on rare occasions that my day is free, i always end up just sleeping through it.  if i am not sleepy, i'll just lay in my bed and let my imagination consume my entire consciousness.  it was a little disturbing, even for me. i keep telling my friends that i am simply not in the mood.  my interest in life just went pfffffft.  the enthusiasm is long gone.  and i don't have the faintest idea how to resurrect it. i may be coming off as emo, but that is the truth.  i just don't want to lie and say that i am having the grandest time these days.  i am not angry or anything.  i am not happy nor sad.  i am simply...not in the moo...