After the latest CDC directive, that fully vaccinated people can largely do away with masks inside and outside, I've started sculpting the framework of the stories I'll tell years from now, about an epoch global super bug that took away loved ones from our arms that couldn't even hug them goodbye in the final moments. I'll hearken back to these days and remember my close friends who were pounded by the widespread affliction, that forced some of them to rely on respirators to breath, while others were given a pass, as in Monopoly. By and large, I've been thinking about this pivotal moment, our gradual return to the ordinary daily round, and how I would call to mind the side notes and postscripts of this story.