57yo; out of work and money; motivation down to zero. The things I once did and enjoyed mean nothing for me anymore. Like music, reading, fishing, movies, etc... I've been alone and celibate for over a decade, and I miss companionship-yet, strangely, don't really care. It seems all such a bother. I'll be homeless in 2 days. Wait! No I won't! I guess I might check back here in a few hours after an administrator activates my account. Probably not. Were I younger, I might embrace the streets. But in this climate, there is nothing but the certainty of more misery and an indifferent society. Unfortunately, I'm not criminally inclined. Else, I could commit a crime and go live in a jail.