Nothing excites you the way it used to

That nothing excites you is worth looking at kindly, for it is more fixable than it feels. The world has not gone flat; your responsiveness has dimmed — the fault is not in the world, which holds all its old wonders, but in a receiver turned low by stress and sameness, and a dimmed receiver can be brightened. Excitement needs a little risk and newness to spark — recall that what thrilled you young was new and slightly beyond you, so a life grown entirely safe gives excitement nothing to catch on; add a small newness, a modest adventure, the thing that scares you slightly, and it flares against the edge. And rebuild your aliveness, and excitement returns with it — it is one flower of a deeper vitality, so tend the root with rest, movement, connection, and things that make you feel alive, and the flower blooms on its own. You have not run out of things to be excited by. What used to excite you that now leaves you flat?