Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head
August 26, 2008
It’s been rain, rain, and more rain in Singapore again. I can’t believe my load of laundry from 2 days ago is still not dry. The dog is stinking up a storm too because she smells like, well, a wet dog!
When I looked out my window and saw the rushing brown water rising in the canal, I wondered how many more days of rain before Noah like flooding will happen and we’ll have to get into a boat. I’ll have to find my dog a mate- oh wait, she’s spayed already so that won’t do any good.
I miss the sun.
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No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow. -Lin Yutang, Chinese Writer

