I lay in a too-large bed watching the sunset in a hotel high rise,. Decadent truffle wrappers strewn on the sheets. Of the most comfortable bed I have ever laid on. Newly purchased clothes haphazardly hurricained around the room. That is now dancing a mating ritual around my kombucha. Simultaneously I read the headlines from my friends. About another body ki lled without accountability. If this were two years ago.