Have you ever read the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy? If not, there’s a great line in there about when space men sense danger, it’s felt throughout the cosmos on a subconscious level. That’s why, when the Vogons were about to blow up the earth, Ford Prefect (the space man) was in the pub ordering his last six pints of english bitter before the world came to an end. The bartender looks at him, knowing somehow that there’s some serious shiz about to go down, he asks if they should lay on the ground or put paper bags over their heads to prepare for the explosion. Ford says, “if you like.” “Will it help?” asks the barkeep. “Not at all.” Ford says and runs off.
So yeah, paper bags over one’s head does nothing to delay the inevitability that a serious life altering event is on the horizon, and as much as I don’t like it, it’s gonna happen. I didn’t run into the pub and shout, “Six pints of bitter and hurry! The world’s about to end.” (That’s still on my life’s to do list.) But we’re getting through it.
There is still much to be done, but in keeping my head down, I’m focusing only on what can be done at the moment. If I lift my head just yet to see the mountain that’s about to collapse on me (or perhaps a Vogon destructor fleet), it probably will. Stay focused!