There are some easy days in Singapore. These are the days when the air is nice and cool, and it rains all day long. And then there are days where it is really hot and sunny, and it feels like standing in the sun is like sticking your hand into an oven.
And then there are days when it feels like the world is a sauna, just that you’re wearing all your clothes, plus a mask, and its just outright hard to breathe.
That’s what today felt like when I was running around for errands. It felt like there was someone trying to waterboard me, just that it was myself with my mask on, and the water being poured on was my sweat along with my humid breath. I dripped sweat from the back of my head sitting in an air conditioned bus. It was just such a mad sense of humidity. Didn’t enjoy it at all.
I hope tomorrow’s weather is slightly better. Less like a damn pair of underwear.
side note: Just started watching the new Disenchanted. It’s making my sense of comedy drop tremendously, along with my grammar. Help I can’t stop myself. Honk.