i woke up with a film of sweat
tossing and turning, i decided i cannot sleep anymore
checked my handphone
6am
fruits and fruit juice from fridge
a shower
left a note for chris
out of the house
the sun was not yet out
headed straight for the aircon com lab
7am
checked my mail
stole a nap
had a hotdog and coffee milkshake
started the day
the wind blew like a hairdryer
the sun stings as it touches the skin
it itches so badly
the air is so heavy i can't breathe
the cool breeze is such a relief
i open my arms, embracing it
i want to drink in all of it
the trees were hushed
hear the sound of my footsteps
silent on the asphalt path
the wind carrying past me what is left of the morning heat
the black patchy clouds near the horizon
the puffy cotton wool higher up
my old-fav was available just as i approached the playground
swinging higher and higher
the sudden ecstacy
seasickness. viking-ship-like
then afraid that my grip is not firm enough
the sudden realisation that the sun is not smiling at me
shadows fleeting by whispering dark secrets
back on the path
the cool wind blows
i like looking at the park upside down
the sky of grass
the soft cushion of blue
magnetic humans cruise along their paths
there is a freshness, a novelty
the moon was a perfect crescent
with a few little stars
it looks like those korean letterpads