Blind moon

Now I am left wandering through my computers trying to find some suitable picture to illustrate my mood. No easy task. Since my state is hard to pin point, while the pictures are pretty much the same stuff I had yesterday. My mind is wandering, while my body is sucked dry of all its effort. It seems that no matter where I would head it will get me nowhere. And strangely I am totally OK with that. I don't care I am virtually penniless. I am not hurt I have not finished all my work today. I couldn't care less that I have been hearing the news for the forth time now. Time to reach for the remote? I have no idea. I have no picture. And also no remorse. I imagine I am dipped into a jelly and I observe the world from there in a kind of suspension state. By the way, do you think that impermeable could mean dense?