Thoughts of Not Melting

Changes are afoot, one way or another. And the beginning of summer (in earnest) always makes me wonder where it's cool enough for me to feel like a biological creature suited to his environment. It's only about 86 here today, but it's -- how you say -- gross. I'm in an apartment that I will not be in for long, so installing the air conditioner seems like a lot of effort for not much reward. It's 71 today in Portland, Maine; 70 in Portland, Oregon; 54 (!) in San Francisco. I have no reason to live in any of those places, but golly, they sound nice.