So much for a better world but maybe this is how we’ll get there. Nothing else left except hope for better days. It started yesterday and this morning, we woke up to closed airports, drone debris falling down from the sky, some buildings on fire, and a general feeling of unsettlement across the city. It’s not the first time and we’ve been here before but somehow this time it feels more serious. And there’s not much left to do. I am staying at home, keeping in touch with friends and family, cooking a meal, doing my laundry, washing my dishes, and pretending as if the world outside has not gone absolutely insane. Except it has always been like this. None of this is anything new, that is the worst part. How many times have we said never again?