Struggle Summer II: The Dulling

You readers recall a couple of years ago, I wrote a blog called "Struggle Summer" that was about what I felt was one of the worst summers of my adult life. 2018 may top that theory but for far different reasons. While 2016 was depressing, this year was just downright boring or maybe so dull that it was depressing (?).

NOTHING HAPPENED. I got up, I went to work, I left work, came home, cooked, got on my laptop, went to bed, rinse, wash repeat. My friends seemed to have had their own issues so I barely saw any of them. I didn't go to many events because, to me, it's odd to go anything without friends tagging along.

My mood was normally grumpy, possibly because I didn't have anything to do or anyone to hang out with. When I did hang out with people, I'm pretty sure my grumpiness carried over to when I did hang out with friends which I'm sure made me a pleasure to hang around with.

Writing or reading would get started but never finished. I start writing an idea or reading something but then my mind would literally blank out and not come back to it. I dunno if this was in part of my job (times where my job can become soul eating  helped in me zoning out.

To sum up what's looking to be a short blog, other my job, I felt like I spent my summer in a bubble, floating in a void with only my laptop and the occasional food. I'm not pointing the finger of blame  at anyone other than myself. I know there could've been people to reach out to but, since the bubble became my comfort zone, I just didn't.

Here lies Super Duper Senior's summer. He never scored.