The day I read the poems about his death for the first time, I get an email from someone who is looking for him.
The day I do not want to get up early and go to the gym I discover my car has a flat tire.
The day I begin writing my Arizona Arts Commission grant, a friend tells me to apply.
The week I receive a check from my grandmother for $200, I pay for car repairs totalling $200. The week I earn $1000 freelancing, my radiator explodes and I pay for car repairs totalling $1000.