For weeks, we endured the oppressive humidity amd sickening heat. Every morning, instead of stepping out into cool crisp air, we trudged through warm still air that clung on desperately, like a dying man grabbing last straws.
People moved listlessly towards the MRT stations and bus stops, for any slight exertion would result in one drenched in sweat before one reaches the destination.
Every morning. Every night. The sticky, sickening heat. Everyday I wondered how much longer would I have to suffer this weather.
And so it was a glorious surprise, to breathe in a mouthful of cool air this morning. Air-con like cool air out in the open, with a slight breeze and just a hint of rain. Could it be the weather is changing? I dared to hope