I have nothing to say

My life seems to be on pause. There are so many things I could be doing, so many things I need to be doing, so many unrealized dreams. Yet I just don’t care. I am here to take care of my dogs, my wife, my house, dinner, laundry, vacuuming, dusting; all of the things other people need to keep going with their lives. Who is taking care of me? Who even cares? Nobody, that’s who.