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It's so strange to realise that we're actually not nearly out of the woods yet. I mean, we've come very far, but we're an unmeasurable distance from recovery that I don't know if we'll ever make it. This might have to be good enough. It certainly could be adequate for quite some time, but I fear that there is a lot of destruction going on that we can't even see and that some day it's going to do us in. I feel like I'm looking at this from upside down and I can see it, but I can't really make out how wide it spreads or how deep it goes. The point is that we're not ok, we never were, and wo might not ever be.