April is the Cruellest Month ...

... and I don't mean that in a T. S. Elliot obscure, hopeless, elegiac, soul-searching, moral decay kind of way haha -- I just think nights here in Singapore are gettin' hotter and more humid than ever. The fan in my bedroom has been working endlessly each night -- I won't be surprised if it emits smokes of 'burnout' one of these days.



On nights like these I wish I'd know how it feels like to be a seal pup on the polar caps. Just look at that face! All praise to God!