SuperNova Afterglow Spews Embers of Time

the staring game

December 22 2020

Got addicted to the quitting bug and become a minimalist of sorts. needed to atrophy. currently, new medication nips any compulsions to write.
Best I can explain it metaphorically:
instead of being thrown down a well, its like falling into a puddle that I can't get up from. Being on the surface doesn't cause fear or anxiety, just a general idleness until I have the desire to stand up.
In actuality:
moving from recliner to kitchen or bed, only to return to recliner for hours on end to staring at the tv.

I could go into newsfeed with comments like this, draw attention to myself. What would the point be? If I cannot reciprocate?