As a protective mechanism I am trying not to think about anything. Sometimes I consult the stars and see what they have to say, or I put more faith in dreams than I should. None of it really helps; it's just an exercise. See, a lot is wrong right now. But even when things are wrong the rest of it doesn't stop. It just keeps going. And you either let it sweep you up or you raise your fist and say, No. No more. Let me off here. Sure, it keeps going, but it goes around you, and for a moment you have the choice between apathy and altering consequence.