I’ve never been to New Orleans. I always thought I would. But now it’s gone. Just gone. Thousands of bodies are floating down the flooded streets. When the bombs went off in London, and over 50 people lost their lives, I was exasperated by how little the everyday world seemed to even acknowledge it. Yet here’s me, sitting in parks and prattling on about lacking focus or direction, and over one thousand people have died. Our lives are so vulnerable to Fate. It is absolute, immediate and indomitable. How long do we have left? And what is yet to come?