Listless

I feel listless and have a throbbing headache.

According to David Frum, the US Republican Party staged a convention which was their most listless and most joyless in twenty years, but Elizabeth Warren characterized that convention as the nastiest and most divisive in half a century.

How gaily the kids skip and play, whilst I sink into listless repose!

Holmes sat silently, with his head thrown back and his eyes closed, in an attitude which might seem listless to a stranger, but which I knew betokened the most intense self-absorption.

The old woman was on her accustomed seat beneath the weeping birch, basking, with the listless enjoyment of age and infirmity, in the beams of the autumn sun.

Why do I feel so listless today?

I passed whole days on the lake alone in a little boat, watching the clouds, and listening to the rippling of the waves, silent and listless.

What an entirely different set of beings were those Stokesley children in lesson-time. . . . Poor, listless, stolid, deplorable logs, with bowed backs and crossed ankles, pipy voices and heavy eyes!

The scene with Mrs. Wallace had broken his spirit, and he was listless now, indifferent to what happened.

“Listless, inattentive, distracted,” he recited. “A daydreamer. Tries his best, but is too slow.”