If you could collapse the causal nexus and make anything follow from anything else in the order you wanted, would you?
If life is only temporary and days are gone before you see them, why does anything ever seem important?
If you could convey one thought to a flock of birds on the street corner what would it be?
There is nothing for it but to press on. One is who one is, logistical, mundane, and ethical dilemmas notwithstanding. Life goes on. Life goes on.