A fine Sunday evening of September 2022, we sat in sunshine’s bedroom. As the sun was setting dutifully on the western window of sunshine’s room we sat in mild darkness. Creativity, Freedom, and I Passion were Bathing our endless thoughts in the yellow glow of fairy lights that were on or maybe it was the golden glow of happiness that was radiating off of the owner of the house. Sunshine. She was a ray shining so bright that day. She was beautiful and busy living every moment to the fullest. I haven’t met anyone so greatly interesting. I sat beside her, on her bed, fresh sheets that I knew she had put on that day. She was clean like I was, organized like I was. It was so quite in the room that we could hear the quite humm of the A/C that wasn’t working but was still on. We were in a trance. Inside a shield of four concrete walls where no one could reach us. We felt boundless. The song of Courage played in the background. She wasn’t there that day. In fact she left f...