The passage

 It is a remarkable thing to be stuck in a cycle of preparing to change for years. As those changes at long last come to be, i think I feel surprise and disbelief. Where do you go? What is next? Some of these questions inevitably are answered right away. Others take time. But for now the war is on and the fire is large, and what are you doing? Dreaming about it being over? You are not there yet. So, what happens on December 8, 2228?