I’m drowning in a sea of information. I’m not sure what we’re discussing. No resolve. No motivation. I’m not ready for what’s about to happen. I’m running downhill and my feet hardly touch the ground. No time to think this out now. Don’t know where this is going. But it’s going in a straight line. I cross my fingers close my eyes. I wasn’t listening, mechanical reaction. I shake my head I’m not even trying. Unfocused, and easily distracted. I’m not ready for what’s about to happen. It’s a mechanical reaction.