Not much is a sentiment that seems to filling up more of my life. There's not much going on. I don't have much. I don't want much. I'm not sure why it happened, but it did. There used to be lists of things I wanted or wanted to do, not now. There were movies, books, albums that I was eyeing in that near future. I don't have that now. Maybe a lot of that's me, but not all of it. Sure there are higher ticket items I'd like, but nothing within my range. Even most of those high cost things are more of a need than want.
I spend a lot of time looking for things to want. I sift through youtube for new music. Occasionally I find something, but I don't want to make myself sick of it. So, I only listen to them here & there. My reading's off again. I have things, I'm just not in the mood at the moment. That could be due to the abundance of crap that's been in the air for months making my eyes itchy.
I'd like to blame it on getting older, but a lot people older than me have vast interest they pursue. Right now, everything I watch on TV could end & I'd be alright with it. I'd wonder what I was going to watch, but I'm not attached to any of those shows.
I guess that's why I'm staying as pissed off about the Netflix DVD cancellation as I am. At least it was something to have coming. Soon that will be gone. All I'll have in abundance is being utterly underwhelmed with diversions. There lies the rub, the things I did enjoy are gone or have been replaced by really crappy alternatives.
Enough complaining, take care.
Cya...
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