I'm in a stitch.
There're things that need to be done, and I know I'm not in the mood for doing it; I'm just not in the mood for doing anything now, honestly.
Best part of all this is my lack of reason for this inertia.
I'm thirsty, but I ignore the parch; hungry, but the I starve the urge; restless, but I slay the instinct.
Guess I'm stuck here for awhile.