The weather in Singapore lately has defined hot and humid. I went for a walk this morning from 6:15-6:45 and I came back drenched in sweat. There isn't a wide variation in temperature throughout the year, but when the sun shines and the wind doesn't blow, it's a scorcher.
By contrast, it snowed in my hometown on Sunday, May 1st. Snow? Unbelievable. But it makes me so look forward to those first few days back this summer. Call me crazy (and it wouldn't be the first time) but I am dreaming of taking a walk from 5-7 a.m. just after the sun rises in Minnesota (it rises at 7 a.m. every day of the year here) and it's so cold that even in June you can still sometimes see your breath in the morning. I want to have to wear winter gear to take a walk in the morning. I want to feel cool breezes that make me suck my hands up into my sleeves. I want to feel cold air in my lungs waking me up.
I'm sure it will only take a time or two of that to shake the craziness out of me. I can't wait.
Winding Down
12 years ago
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A child of the North misses her homeland. I bet it will wear off pretty quickly when you get here.
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