My current situation reminded me of the first stanza of Dido’s Thank You. My piping hot tea was getting cold, and I was wondering why I got out of bed in the first place. My world was gray. A heartbreak can do that to you. The throbbing in my head was courtesy of too many glasses of whiskey. Again Morgan Wallen with Whiskey Glasses played in my head. Everything reminded me of some heartbreak song. The last number I dialed was the cooling corporation’s. The one responsible for my current predicament was a fantastic cooling specialist. I was calling the HVAC business to postpone the HVAC installation that was going to take place. He was the HVAC contractor in charge of the project, and my heart could not handle seeing him when my emotions were so raw. The said cooling technician gave me a short tutorial on cooling technology to help me understand that the electric heat pump was the best cooling equipment for my home. All this happened during an intimate picnic under the beautiful night sky. I first met him when I visited the local service provider seeking quality AC service. My cooling device was old, and I wanted to replace it. I could have helped with indoor comfort with a new climate control system. Thanks to all that, I will be reminded of him every time I get into my place. My heart felt like it had been put through the blender. I could only postpone for a week, which would give me enough time to put myself together, even if only on the outside. The inside was going to take more than that. At the moment, I did not have the strength even to take a simple shower.