Apathy? Maybe?

I drove to work in silence today. It was a strange change of pace from my usual NPR morning edition and coffee. This morning it was just me and the coffee. Even the coffee was more present and aware of what was going on than I was. It was as if I didn't even have to tune out the world, I just simply wasn't there. This week has been a mush of floating through and being too tired with the world to do anything. Do, nay, FEEL anything. It will wear off, I know it. But being tired sure is tiring.

The reason I don't care about any avenue of fortune telling is the same reason I won't skip to the end of a book. It will come. Just let it happen.

(Hell, I even refuse to skip around a magazine.)