Week 6 - Thursday
Dear diary,
Today I have to write, for today is a day where the gods come hither in their finest garments and polished chariots to unanimously pronounce as a day of jubilation. Why you ask. Because today, my dear friend, today is simply the perfect day.
Hardly a day goes by without constant complaints of sweltering weather and the ever-irritable humidity, nor whinges about the torrid monsoon rains that sweep across the island, washing away the gaeity from the air and turning moods as heavy as its consequential rainclouds. Day by day, we resign ourselves to that fate bequeath upon us as habitants of this little tropical island. However, glimpses of heaven, though infrequent, does shine through, thinly disguised as days like today: A wet, cool and breezy day that doesn't chill and could do nothing else but invigorate and refresh the weariest of minds. A cloud covered sky that seemed to shield the land from the most piercing of the suns' rays, letting through only the mildest of light, a pleasing colour that brings joy to the heart and warmth to the soul. The air screamed freshness and the landscape could only be described as picturesque.
I admit I probably am exaggerating, overreacting, whimsifying, melodramatic, a little bit looney even. Maybe it's just me, but I do enjoy thoroughly a day as such. And today, without any particular reason and rationale, is a day that sq declares a perfect day.
Today I have to write, for today is a day where the gods come hither in their finest garments and polished chariots to unanimously pronounce as a day of jubilation. Why you ask. Because today, my dear friend, today is simply the perfect day.
Hardly a day goes by without constant complaints of sweltering weather and the ever-irritable humidity, nor whinges about the torrid monsoon rains that sweep across the island, washing away the gaeity from the air and turning moods as heavy as its consequential rainclouds. Day by day, we resign ourselves to that fate bequeath upon us as habitants of this little tropical island. However, glimpses of heaven, though infrequent, does shine through, thinly disguised as days like today: A wet, cool and breezy day that doesn't chill and could do nothing else but invigorate and refresh the weariest of minds. A cloud covered sky that seemed to shield the land from the most piercing of the suns' rays, letting through only the mildest of light, a pleasing colour that brings joy to the heart and warmth to the soul. The air screamed freshness and the landscape could only be described as picturesque.
I admit I probably am exaggerating, overreacting, whimsifying, melodramatic, a little bit looney even. Maybe it's just me, but I do enjoy thoroughly a day as such. And today, without any particular reason and rationale, is a day that sq declares a perfect day.
posted by sq @ 12:15 AM
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