pov: we’ve left all old shit behind and found a new place, somewhere between all possible types of land and water, a new album drops from our favorite artists and we listen to them perform it until we pass out, phở flows from the mountains straight into our mouths, socks are always warm, we can hug anyone and not know them, looking people closely in the eyes and watch their mouths say our names and ask how we are, we shit and only have to wipe once, our friends are cooking in the kitchen and out of it, the botanical gardens are open late, playstation 5, we are not politically divided but empathetically guided, and ... maybe we start by voting