All activity has been reduced to the empty and mundane. I have been trying unsuccessfully for the last several days to cure myself of this melencholy boredome.
Not long ago I remember thinking of an activity and being able to say "that sounds fun.." and for the purpose of some kind of fun I would engage in that activity. That isn't quite right, rather, I was able to, for reasons I no longer understand, to find worthyness of actions in themselves. Now I have reached a point where ingaging in any activity has been only a futile attempt to relieve myself of boredome. I have been doing things, not for themselves, but simply to distract myself from the melencholy. As soon as I get started I have the overwhelming feeling of the pointlesness of what I am doing. It as as though nothing interestes me............ hmmmmmmmmmm...........
I suspect that relentless questioning of myself, my motives, my actions, and my beliefs has debased every aspect of my life. I have successfully removed every bit of "contentedness" from my life....... ugh...... How do I fix it ????

Regards ............. Mike