Hold The McVie!

Today it feels like my life has reached a plateau. Just today ha, mind you. I’m neither moving forward nor slip-sliding back. I don’t know if I’m moving to the side or not; in fact, I seem to be directionless. I’m in a holding pattern, going nowhere but just moving. Just keep moving. Maybe moving is in itself a reason to be.
I move, therefore I am.
I worry, therefore I am.
I jest, therefore I am.
I’m bored, therefore I am.

Some friends I know get spells of loneliness. I get whiffs of ennui.