“I can't run my own race. I'm constantly checking what's happening in the other lanes.”
“We are so busy constantly checking our own temperatures, we fail to notice the burning fevers of others.”
“That's my problem. I'm constantly wary. I can't trust anyone.”
“I'm drawn to failure. I feel that I'm contending with it constantly in my own life.”
“I'm tired of being responsible for other people's misery. I can't even put up with my own.”
“It must be, I thought, one of the race's most persistent and comforting hallucinations to trust that "it can't happen here" -- that one's own time and place is beyond cataclysm.”