For years, my life has been flat. I’m not sure how else to describe it. I’ve never admitted it before. I’m not depressed, I don’t think. That’s not what I’m saying. Just flat, listless. So much has felt accidental, unnecessary, arbitrary. It’s been lacking a dimension. Something seems to be missing.
“Sometimes I feel sad for not apparent reason,” I say. “Does this happen to you?”
— Feb 28, 2026 03:54AM
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