I don't want to do anything

Maybe a slightly provocative title, but it’s true. I am keeping busy, working in my software testing job, getting Cicada Ink going, packaging and posting orders, tweaking the website, doing Instagram posts, etc., also trying to get my body back in shape a little. I’m not back at karate yet, but I’ve been trying to walk daily, and build up some strength with dumbbells at home. Outside of that I’m not feeling a great sense of wanting to do anything. Oh, I’ve been writing, and knitting socks while I replay Dragon Age 2. Last weekend I finally cleared out a couple of closets and my downstairs space where I’m set up for the ink + stationery. But I am content to sit with my cat, drink coffee, read. I’m not trying to maxx anything, and I’m sort of happy about that. It’s not the same feeling as the one you get where you’re depressed and the thought of getting out of bed strikes you with a sense of doom or ennui. This is more just about (I guess) feeling content with just being here, just…