No specific idea in mind. I need to find a reason to live, much less a reason to write. I have no interest in anything ,I go through the motions. Focus on what is here and now, only leads to less enthusiasm. Looking around to see what others find interesting and or engaging , again leads no where. I try to find this lack of desire for anything Zen, but it is really boredom with reality, at least the one I in which I am now trapped.