Ennui sounds too good for what this is.

This might well be the most bored anyone has ever been.

It is not aided by the fact that my parents do not let me forget that I gave up my job, although do seem to forget themselves that I did so in order to focus on my studies, with their full support. Selective memory, I suppose.

Anyway, I want to do something crazy. This blog is by no means the way to do it, as I'm fully aware that my readership has depleted to zero and no-one gives a shit any more. Not that they did in the first place. This is self-indulgent, ridiculous rambling, and I don't know why I'm still doing it.

I think I'll move away. In a tent. Live in a tent for a few weeks just travelling the country. Alone.