Lately, I’ve been having trouble sticking with an idea or point of inquiry for more than a few minutes at a time. I understand why this is happening—snore—and I understand the culture that enables, or encourages, a problem like this—snore—so instead of fighting it—snore!—I’m gonna go with it (snore?). Of course it’s possible the reason I can’t stick with anything is because the questions I’m asking about life these days are notably pointless, but what the hell.