N is for Neville who died of ennui

I keep finding myself staring aimlessly at my plants or my fish or off into the distance. I catch myself wandering around without any apparent goal in mind. I am struck with fits of ennui. It's hard to get out of bed. I keep finding myself with spare time on my hands which, if you knew me, would shock you. 

It's been this way ever since November 5th. I've been eating and sleeping this election for the past three years. It was my one and only hobby which consumed far more of my time than I realized.  Now that it's over, I feel somewhat rudderless. I'm not sure what to do with myself.

How awful a feeling.

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2 thoughts on “N is for Neville who died of ennui

  1. Yea, the Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey! Great reference!
    "J is for James who took lye by mistake."
    I guess you'll have to find another hobby, at least until the next big election comes around. I suggest brush clearing. It's the absolute best fun, and if you ask really nicely, Rich & I will let you come by and do some!

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