Nothing seemingly tangible has changed in the past twenty-five days.
Except I vacuumed all the hay up from my floor and driving around aimlessly suddenly felt inexplicably good again.  

I was kind of like an errant vacuum,
******* up innocent little cloth specks and dirt clumps along with pennies and bobby pins.
The crackle of looming damage did not faze me.

But now I am thinking about public education, and vaccines, and health food again.
I'm thinking about the pros and cons and it feels right.