Concrete Gray

Flatmate Natasha asked me this evening what landscape describes my life at present. I said a flat featureless plain of concrete extending to the horizon, absolutely nothing. It's weird, although I've had directionless times in my life I've always had some interest or inspiration or passion that pops up from time to time. Right now, nothing. I feel isolated. Not depressed or sad, thank God.

listening to: Argyle Park 2 : Silhouette of Rage