And suddenly, in view of the all-belittling, all the much sought after and pondered upon which causes you to stay up tossing in bed for an hour anxiously, didn't matter anymore. Hardly nonchalant, I care a lot, I really do. But what comes out of it, I suppose, other than to exalt and magnify His name. So you tell me you are? Well, once upon a time, so was I, but that was very long ago, when it still had a hold over me.