Today

The AC in my house decided this was the perfect time to break, so the inside temperature at 6pm yesterday was 88 degrees.
Basically, it's too hot to write.
Ugh.
Yesterday was June 6th. These past few years it's been a tough day: June 6, 2001 Anna's father killed himself. June 6, 2002 Jeff died. June 6, 2004 I had my cancer scare. I woke up yesterday morning waiting for the sky to fall. Are there dates that are just unlucky? The April 19ths (Waco, Lexington and Concord, Oklahoma City Bombing; Columbine was the next day), September 11ths, December 7ths of the world; a date with a stigma about it? I do not like the idea of greeting a day with jitters, but I found myself doing it yesterday, seeking out some peace in the present tense.
Today I do a walk-through of Maskey's townhouse, where I hope to be moving in a month.
I am moving on.