Странное состояние. Не совсем апатия, скорее усталость. Причем умственная, а не физическая.

         Хочется завернуться в одеяло и не просыпаться. Как минимум двое суток.

         Голова как в рекламе журнала «Тв-Парк» конца 90-х.

         В стареньком плеере “Bloodflowers” the Cure.

         Последний день лета давно закончился. И птицы улетели на юг.

         А завтра вечер пятницы. Который я проведу в кровати. И может быть, силы для «радости вопреки всему» (с) вернутся.

Each day I walk along this lonely street
Trying to find, find a future;
New pair of shoes are on my feet,
’Cause fashion is my only culture…

Nothing ever change, oh no
Nothing ever change

People say to me just be yourself,
It makes no sense to follow fashion.
How could I be anybody else?!
I don't try, I've got no reason.

Nothing ever change, oh no
Nothing ever change

I'm just living in a life without meaning
I walk and walk, do nothing
I'm just living in a life without feeling
I talk and talk, say nothing

Nothing ever change, oh no
Nothing ever change

I walk along this same old lonely street
Still trying to find, find a reason
Policeman comes and smacks me in the teeth
I don't complain, it's not my function

Nothing ever change, oh no
Nothing ever change

They're just living in a life without meaning
I walk and walk, do nothing
They're just playing in a life without thinking
They talk and talk, say nothing
I'm just living in a life without feeling
I walk and walk, I'm dreaming
I'm just living in a life without feeling
I talk and talk, say nothing
I'm just living in a life without meaning
I walk and walk, do nothing

© The Specials, “Do Nothing”