Tumult of winter
The rain outside my window made me wonder if this monsoon season is the worst we’ve had ever. I blinked toward the heavy droplets spilling through the window. I quickly slid it shut. I loved it, but I couldn’t let the electrical circuits in my room get wet. 8 in the morning, cocooning with a blanket inside the potential of nothing to be & nowhere to go. What happened in America, the polar vortex, was just devastating. I wonder how I would react to something like that. I mean, being so close to the action. I mentioned before in past journals that I’m rarely affected by natural disasters. This is still true. Though I am trying to put myself into a frame of mind of actually being there & considering what must be done. I was happier when i was sadder about different things. It’s been especially windy here the past few weeks. This isn’t normal, not in Singapore it ain’t. At times, it felt like a sudden gust of wind might just buffet my whole body & blow me away to an alternate r...