Ennui

I learned the word “ennui” in Mr. Gill’s ninth grade honor’s English class. I like the word, if not what it means, and it is coming to mind again recently. I realized this week that I have settled in again—after a few whirlwind months of traveling and moving between different situations, things feel routine again for the first time in awhile. Maybe I need another adventure. Or maybe I need to stop whining and just enjoy.