The heat is disgusting. It clings to you, wraps around your entire body like an extremely possessive lover who, once he finally has you in his arms, would rather suffocate you than let you go. I walk outside my house and I feel like I'm going to drown in a sweltering sea of humidity. Ever since I've returned I've been sitting inside my nicely airconditioned set of rooms barely leaving for five or ten miserable minutes to run errands I absolutely cannot avoid. I wonder how long I can keep living this artifically cool existence?