I wrote this in a recent letter to mom, and it was worthy of saving. Use it only for good as you will.

I once likened this era to living on an active and volatile volcano.

Now, I compare it to living inland in Tokyo, while Godzilla, Ghidorah and Megalon are fighting each other downtown by the bay. Things appear okay in my day to day life, but every once in a while, a chunk of skyscraper, uncoupled trolley or piece of freeway intersection arcs above and smashes the local deli, crushing some homes as it rolls to a stop. Titans rumble above us and we can only watch in horror and hope it stops before we get crushed, ourselves.