Panic’s horrible grip may be one moment away from the abyss. There’s no pretending otherwise, and there’s nothing pleasurable about it. But if you survive, remember the feeling. Someday that recollection may be the best way for you to differentiate what’s simply hard from what’s genuinely mortal.
Somebody has to either remove these bricks or build something with them. If the job comes to you for one reason or another, you need to figure out how you're going to handle the challenge.
Here we are, each of us, struggling together, trying to survive the vicious, strangely beautiful world. If we agree about only that much, there's a lot to think about.