Have you ever warred with your own apathy?
As some of you may remember, I’ve been trying to read The Wheel of Time and to watch Angel.
I haven’t really succeeded at either. I get excited in individual chapters or episodes, but somehow I reach a stopping point and never go back. It’s kind of getting to the point where I wonder why I’m even bothering.
It’s not the characters, because I like some of them… though definitely not all. And it’s not the plot, at least not entirely, because sometimes I enjoy it. But feeling like I should read or watch something just isn’t cutting it anymore.
What’s your breaking point? How little can you care before you just can’t carry on?