me: How do I best describe this dynamic where all the History that had been on pause my whole life happens at once and I alternate on a daily basis between certainty that all that is worthy will shortly come to ruin and certainty that all that is foul will shortly be swept away in glory?

Charles Dickens: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way

me: Nice