igloo
I am no Eskimo, but I swear that I work in an igloo.I live in a tropical country with unbearably humid weather, but yet, I wrap myself in layers of clothes at work.
I travel in mobile igloos. The buses have air conditioning which blasts right into your head.
The MRT has frequent drafts of cold air sweeping through the carriages.
But when the air conditioning in the bus breaks down, it can be equally unbearable too.
With no windows, there is absolutely no ventilation at all and we simply inhale someone else's used air.
We try so much to control our micro climate, and yet fail terribly.
Step out of an office and the warm tropical heat greets you like a smothering blanket
Step back into the office and the chill lambaste u.
posted by eline @ 1:58 AM
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