Weather you will change or not

is anybody's guess. Change, they say, is the only constant.

The weather has been slightly wacky. I know, this is Singapore, but still.

Am I chatting about the weather? Yep, I am.

I fell ill yesterday. Actually, since Mon night. The weather went round a sharp bend. From a hot, humid, smoggy grey to a cold, humid, soggy grey. I could hear my air con unit last week creaking from working doubly hard to combat the heat.

So I went under, with flu. It's a strange kind of flu, I must say. I've been riddled with this strange flu for, like, the third time?

It starts off with a sore throat. Right there, at the back of the nasal cavity where it meets the back of the throat. Then it starts hurting worse and worse. It feels like someone's been scraping my throat with a metal plate. A pounding headache follows. Soon it feels like my brain has swollen (not in the good way) and is about to implode. Throb, throb. No fever - not for the last two flus I had. Strange. I blow my nose, and feel hot stuff coming from the back of my throat. I see a bit of blood.

For the day, I can't think, my mind is focused on the pain. Then I tell myself, write a script. And I write a script. I tell myself, crack a few jokes, and I crack a few jokes. I tell myself, play the keyboard and sing, and I play a keyboard and sing. And so on.

Still, I did enjoy myself at the party on Tues night. I sang, I laughed, and forgot about pain for the night. My colleagues were a ball. So I got consolation prize for my song and dance, but, it was kinda fun. Free cash, too. Took a bit of work. It was even more fun catching up with my friends from work, in a quiet corner. That, for me, is the most meaningful part of the night.

But oh boy, the next morning. I went under with a crash.

So I slept most of today away. And wondered for a little while how fragile our bodies are. The human body is held together by tissue, sinew, and fluids. It's a miracle how organs, things, fall into place. Like how our lungs continue to expand and contract even when we're sleeping. God is an amazing engineer.

It's also amazing how our bodies respond to the environment. A slight tweak in the environment could be disastrous.

So I thought about climate change and global warming. I'm no tree hugger, but the situation is dire.

The world is in a precarious place, no matter how safe it seems right now.

It went from hot to rainy, and I came down with the flu. Maybe it's just me, a bit weak at the edges recently. But weather you like it or not, climate change is a matter of life and death.

End-times are near. God have mercy on us all.