Nothing's right and nothing's wrong
Dinner won't be what I want, but exactly what I make. My evening will consist of a series of tasks which need to be completed, but can just as easily wait another day. I'll do something for fun, something for me, and still go to bed a little unsatisfied. It's not so hot that it's uncomfortable. It's not cool enough to be nice. I'll call you on the phone, but I'll have nothing to say. Then I'll do it all over tomorrow.