A rather terrible kind of obsolescence creeps over you when you're unemployed. Is that the proper GRE word? I imagine you can discern the meaning, or what I am aiming to mean. The last time I was unemployed, a short 7 months ago, I believe I was starting to think this feeling was depression. A clinical name, a logical explanation for how I felt, my laziness, loneliness. But no, it's more a mixture of stress, procrastination, and boredom. How dull. How trite. How tiresome. Within a week of unemployment I am back here. Dirty room, unmade bed, chipped nail polish. How did I get here?