ennui is a good word, a french word, a fun word to say. what it means is not particularly good though. Here, I will let Julie Neidlinger fill you in.
Ennui: (n.) a feeling of utter weariness and discontent resulting from satiety or lack of interest; boredom, weariness, dissatisfaction
I can’t say that I’m bored, which ennui tends to mean. I have more than enough to do; I rarely get bored. I associate the word, for some reason, with a kind of depression or dullness not stemming from any obvious source, a sort of permanent state of being down, even in “good” times.
the question is are we in this country at this time in history more prone to ennui than others in the world or others who came before us here? Is ennui a natural by product of living in this country where we have constant busyness and stimulation, but no real fear of starvation and death?
Why does this feeling of world weariness seem to permeate our lives? or is it just me?