 It's very easy to feel squeezed between two feelings about time that seem deeply unrelated and one is I'm running, I'm working against the clock and I'm running out of time and I'm trying to be more productive. And then the other is like, you're looking out the window and like the sort of climate clock is getting more and more out of whack and there's a sense of time running out on that scale, which feels very different. It's like the moment that I describe in the book of when the skies were red here in the Bay Area from the wildfires and it was actually getting darker between 10am and 11am and I'm sitting at my desk working and I can see my neighbor across the street working. We're on work time as this other thing is playing out outside that we can both see, right? And that's not a good feeling.