I think that's all part of it. Last week while our A/C was out I was on my way home from work. It's just hitting the hottest part of the day, my phone clocks us at 116°. So I'm sitting at the transit stop and just chilling. I find myself looking around at the crowd and mentally "triaging" who's gonna drop from the heat first. Who's gonna die first when the power goes. Cause of that report, right?

It's like what I was saying about the last beagles. Sometimes this stuff just hits you out of the blue, but not really. But the direction your mind takes you on these tangents will most certainly deliver some psychological quandries.

Did my thoughts take that turn because we did relatively well without A/C? Am I being a little overly inflated, self important, here? Like, "haha. I know how to survive a heat wave and you don't. Neener neener." Or. Is this a realization that were lucky, not everyone is lucky. You can't save people who won't act. Am I kind of demarking a cut off point of willingness to extend to help others when it gets bad? Is this the beginnings of the classic lifeboat scenario? Is this a way of letting people go? Because Urchling and I have been talking about that the last few months too. As you know, she's tightening up the budget and stocking food and supplies. Trying to stay ahead of inflation as much as we can, and all that. At some point, we figure we're going to have to hunker down while most people are losing it. There's been a lot more attitude and aggression on the streets this past month too.

Maybe it's just another way of mentally preparing myself.