It drags, this. Not in general but specifically at the moment. It's a world thing. Ruts abound and our tendency is to steer for them. Habitual behaviors. We play up confrontation and emphasize drama, even where they don't really exist. Most of the time these are tools to ramp up the ante, or the sense of it, not substance in and of themselves. But in our lives, when tensions arise, that's how we react. Will she? Won't they? Does something matter or not? I guess anyway. On the way to the border(see below), I read poetry and sip whiskey. Bring 'em on.