You are too lethargic to work/do chores so you try relaxing but everything seems meaningless and bores you, no tv show or movie can hold your attention, all your favourite video games seem pointless and tedious, even your favourite food tastes like cardboard. So you just say fuck it and go to bed, but you cant sleep and no position is comfortable. So you just walk aimlessly around the neighborhood, hoping to feel something with excersize like doctors, therapists and others always suggest. You feel nothing, just uncomfortable and exposed so you go back home, sit in your room and half-jokingly wonder if you should just shoot-up heroin, just to feel something...*anything*. Just waiting for the day to end, hoping tomorrow you can feel like a human again. And when the Anhedonia fades as it does sometimes, you can look forward to the depression's crushing existential malaise and all-around dread, just around the corner, waiting for you when your feelings return.