A day later I am still the same — lost in my thoughts of what is lost and what more will be fought. I go about my way, grind coffee reminding me of the Colombian girl and her Bangladeshi boyfriend. Are they still together? Both countries have lost so much, they have found love under the coffee trees flowering. I have been spiraling down; caffeine was not helping. Even the new flavored tonic water that Big Basket delivered was unable to lift my deflated self. We watched ex-M